Shoulder up your gun and call up your dog off to the woods.

Groundhog, oh, groundhog.

One in the bush and one in the log.

one for Madonna, all around home.

I dug down, but I didn't dig deep.

Up comes Sal of the ten-foot pole.

Eat up the meat and save the hide.

Fine old groundhog.

Back comes Sal the snicker and a grin.

Groundhog gravy all over her.

in the whole round hall.

Oh, look at them boys stumbling.

Oh, eat them bricks.

Up come Grandpa Poppin' his cane.

Meat's in the cupboard and the butter's on the shelf.

Do you want any more?