| As time goes by the tales grow taller
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| About possum in possum hollar
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| As a young man I’d go a courtin'
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| With my sweetheart named Sally Blair
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| Down the mountain to possum hollar
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| Accidently I’d find her waitin' there
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| She’d tell her mama she was pickin' blossoms
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| By the moonlight so sweet and fair
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| And I’d tell daddy I’m a-huntin' possum
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| And take off, friend and slicken down my hair
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| As time goes by the tales grow taller
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| About possum in possum hollar
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| --- Instrumental ---
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| Then one evening in possum hollar
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| Sally’s daddy stopped all my fun
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| And we got married in possum hollar
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| Just me and Sally, her daddy and his gun
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| Now when I see ol' possum hollar
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| Young and handsome and a fanfair
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| Well, I just lean back, ha, and bust out laughin'
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| 'Cause I know there ain’t no possums there
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| As time goes by the tales grow taller
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| About possum in possum hollar
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| About possum in possum hollar… |