Jimmy cracked coon
It was beneath a Mississippi moon
Perchance in the sultry month of June
That Jimmy with his blue tick hounds
Among the Homewood corn was found
For there were coons in there amongst
them as the hounds bayed all at once
A sweet chorus heard up on Pea Ridge
lovely Kay turning toward the sound
To doze back off, happy her Jimmy
Was out with the prize Coon hounds.
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