Hawg Caller Lyrics - Singles - Kiddo Chase

Wo wo wuh wo wo 

Wo wo wo wo oh wo 

Wo wo wuh wo wo 

Wo wo wo wo oh wo 

Hey I'm just an old hawg caller 

I love my collard greens 

I live way back in a holler 

Where no one ever sees 

Except for me and my family 

And the gang that I hang with 

They;re all a bunch of hawg callers 

And every one is a son of a bitch 

Wo wo wuh wo wo 

Wo wo wo wo oh wo 

Wo wo wuh wo wo 

Wo wo wo wo oh wo 

Way back here in the jungle 

We don't cut no trees 

Cause they help us hide our gardens 

And the tracks of our ATV's 

From the drones and the helicopters 

From the locals and the Feds 

From the nosy sons of bitches 

Down at the I.R.S 

Wo wo wuh wo wo 

Wo wo wo wo oh wo 

Wo wo wuh wo wo 

Wo wo wo wo oh wo 

We don't fuss, we don't fight 

We just scratch what itches 

We like to, down a few 

And party with our bitches yeah 

Wo wo wuh wo wo 

Wo wo wo wo oh wo 

Wo wo wuh wo wo 

Wo wo wo wo oh wo 

Here comes an old hawg caller 

With a hawg-leg in his hand 

He brung along his daughters 

And at least a dozen friends 

They got a banjo and a fiddle 

Some drums and tamborines 

We're gonna play some music 

And here's what we're gonna sing 

Wo wo wuh wo wo 

Wo wo wo wo oh wo 

Wo wo wuh wo wo 

Wo wo wo wo oh wo 

We don't fuss, we don't fight 

We just scratch what itches