I spent the summer of ’09 in southern Georgia, where I met some fantastic folk who taught me about the sport known colloquially as ‘Possum Kickin’.

It inspired me to write this little rootin’ tootin’, foot-stompin’ bluegrass hootenanny of a song that just might get caught in your head if you don’t watch out.

Raggy backed me up with guitar, banjo, and extra vox. That’s me on lead vocals and harmonica. Enjoy!

*Disclaimer: I do not actually endorse kicking opossums, of course. But thought it was a catchy idea.

Lyrics:

Down yonder in the deep south

There’s a game that’s rarely played.

But when it is, the country kids, they all participate.

Ya gather ’round a bunch of folks and head out to a field.

Make sure you have your flashlight

And make sure your eyes are peeled.

‘Cause when a opossum comes along, festivities begin.

Git round him in a circle and ya take turns kicking him!

(Chorus)

‘Cause it’s opossum kickin’, the game that can’t go wrong

Opossum kickin’, you can do it all night long.

Opossum kickin’ by the light of the moon

Opossum kickin’, let’s go out again real soon!

Now some folks, they will frown on you and tell you that it’s mean

But opossum kickers tell ya that the beast don’t feel a thing.

It goes into a coma as you punt it through the air.

It may not be the nicest thing to do, but I don’t care,

(Chorus)

‘Cause it’s opossum kickin’, the game that can’t go wrong

Opossum kickin’, you can do it all night long.

Opossum kickin’ by the light of the moon

Opossum kickin’, let’s go out again real soon!

©Raggy & Drew, 2009. Lyrics by Andrew Hughes, Performed by Andrew Hughes and Tim Butler.

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