Six tall, slim, slick sycamore sapling, possum up a tree
Somewhere up in one of those saplings, possum laughing at me
High on dog bed, know what he's saying, possum on a limb
He done hidden one of them saplings, I'll get even with him
Get a-going feet, gotta run, get my gun, beat it over yonder to the holler
Moon is shining bright on the treetops tonight, possum ain't far, dah-yah-dah
Six tall, slim, slick sycamore sapling, possum on the loose
He's been stealing all of my chickens, now I'll cook his goose
Possum knows he's in a jam, he'd go good with candied yam
Dog gone tooting, sure as I'm shooting, possum falling for me
. . .
Possum, you steal one more of my Plymouth rocks, we gonna have two possums in every pot
You hear me?
Six tall, slim, slick sycamore saplings, possum up a tree
Somewhere up in one of those saplings, possum laughing at me
High on dog bed, know what he's saying, possum on a limb
He done hidden one of those saplings, I'll get even with him
Gotta go on feet, gotta run, get my gun, beat it over yonder to the holler
Moon is shining bright on the treetops tonight, possum ain't far, dah-yah-dah
Six tall, slim, slick sycamore saplings, possum on the loose
He's been stealing all of my chickens, now I'll cook his goose
Possum knows he's in a jam, he'd go good with candied yam
Doggone tooting, sure as I'm shooting, possum is falling for me