| I’m hogtied over you
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| You’re my baby and I don’t mean maybe
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| Do you remember darling when we was on the farm
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| I’d chase you around the hog-pen and chase you in the barn
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| And then I’d grab a plow-point and crack you on the head
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| And then we’d both sit right down and laugh until we was almost dead
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| You’re my baby and I don’t mean maybe
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| Do remember darling hunting duck eggs in the branch
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| And then you’d grab and kiss me every time you had the chance
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| And then you’d hold me under until my face turned blue
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| But I’d come up a choking saying darling I love you
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| You’re my baby and I don’t mean maybe
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| And as the years went by dear I learned to love you so
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| Until you dropped the anvil right on my little toe
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| And how you came to my house and watched me feed the hogs
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| And sit around with googoo eyes and pet your possum dog
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| You’re my baby and I don’t mean maybe
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| And when we’d make molasses I’d always join you there
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| You’d get some on a cane stalk and stick it in my hair
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| And then you’d grab a shotgun and just before you’d shoot
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| Your ma would grin and say them young 'uns mercy ain’t they cute
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| You’re my baby and I don’t mean maybe
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| Oh I will always remember those days as long as I live
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| And all the things you did to me I surely will forgive
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| I remember in the haystack when you kissed me it was fun
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| If only when you’d kissed me you hadn’t jumped up and run
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| You’re my baby and I don’t mean maybe
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| I’m hogtied over you
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| I’m hogtied over you |