Dicho, I like the David Crockett analogy. Especially with the verse that goes:
Old Bangum caught him by his tail
And with a hickory him did flail
I've never seen this verse before and I suspect that Jody Stecher may have contributed it to the tradition. Along with "darlin'" pig!
Here's another version recorded by A.K. Davis, Jr. on April 13, 1933. It was sung by Mrs. Martha Elizabeth Gibson, of Crozet, Virginia, which is just up the road from me. It was also collected by Fred F. Knobloch on May 1, 1931.
There was a wild hog in the woods
Dillum down dillum,
He'll eat your meat, he'll drink your blood,
Come to quarl (quarrel), cuddle down,
Kill de qual, quam.
Old Lanktum went out on the hill,
He blowed his horn both loud and shrill.
That wild hog came in such a dash,
He cut his way through oak and ash,
Old Lanktum followed him to his den,
He found the bones of a thousand men.
Old Lanktum drew his rusty(lusty, trusty)knife,
For to 'prive that wild hog of his life.
This is on pages 75 & 76 of MORE TRADITIONAL BALLADS OF VIRGINIA, with music.