Hog Mountain
Mixing a brew in the back country woods,
Mean man Lewis when he serves it up good,
There ain't no cask in the whole county wide,
That can hold all the canned heat that he can provide
Mac Elroy smokehouse is stacked to its peak,
Pulls of pork, poultry, and beef
Curing in my bones a host of desire,
Things I can shake smoking out of that fire
Hog Mountain, I don't want to go,
Hog Mountain, you don't want to know
Hog Mountain, it must be decried,
You can take all you want
And never leave satisfied.
Dod Rawlings Row well the patrons will talk,
Dolled up ladies work off the block
Sure to leave you much more then broke,
You'll be lucky just to leave with your coat.
Yankee's a coming to buy up the deed,
Rumors of gold fuel the poor man's greed
No telling how much could be in that hill,
A hankering so strong it'll make a good man kill
Hog Mountain, I don't want to go,
Hog Mountain, you don't want to know
Hog Mountain, it must be decried,
You can take all you want and never leave satisfied.
Outlawed it all a long time ago,
The lawman's coming and you probably don't know
Bloodhounds are hot, hot on the trail,
And they'll catch you and hang you and still not avail
Gonna raise a fence at the edge of the road,
To keep out the bad things, and lighten my load
Take what I got to the church house and pray,
Repent of these crimes and take a tall walk away
Hog Mountain, I don't want to go,
Hog Mountain, you don't want to know
Hog Mountain, it must be decried,
You can take all you want and never leave satisfied.
Mean man Lewis when he serves it up good,
There ain't no cask in the whole county wide,
That can hold all the canned heat that he can provide
Mac Elroy smokehouse is stacked to its peak,
Pulls of pork, poultry, and beef
Curing in my bones a host of desire,
Things I can shake smoking out of that fire
Hog Mountain, I don't want to go,
Hog Mountain, you don't want to know
Hog Mountain, it must be decried,
You can take all you want
And never leave satisfied.
Dod Rawlings Row well the patrons will talk,
Dolled up ladies work off the block
Sure to leave you much more then broke,
You'll be lucky just to leave with your coat.
Yankee's a coming to buy up the deed,
Rumors of gold fuel the poor man's greed
No telling how much could be in that hill,
A hankering so strong it'll make a good man kill
Hog Mountain, I don't want to go,
Hog Mountain, you don't want to know
Hog Mountain, it must be decried,
You can take all you want and never leave satisfied.
Outlawed it all a long time ago,
The lawman's coming and you probably don't know
Bloodhounds are hot, hot on the trail,
And they'll catch you and hang you and still not avail
Gonna raise a fence at the edge of the road,
To keep out the bad things, and lighten my load
Take what I got to the church house and pray,
Repent of these crimes and take a tall walk away
Hog Mountain, I don't want to go,
Hog Mountain, you don't want to know
Hog Mountain, it must be decried,
You can take all you want and never leave satisfied.
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Writer(s): Christopher D Knox
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