Hard contemporary folk and acoustic rock
Lyrics
Way back up in the hills up on possum ridge
Love traditional food, keep it all in the fridge
‘Coon fat and possum, cooked barbecue style
We dance all night, then we nap for a while
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The festival goes on for days, in springtime of each year
Days of celebration, before the summer time comes near
With possum, grits, and Mountain Dew that the southerners all bring
The possum, the Dew, and the dancin’ and a few hot chicken wings
Your mouth will be watering for that delicacy
Of possum meat barbecued under the trees
Every year we do it , start a big old fire
It's Southern tradition, and our heartfelt desire
So if you come South up to possum ridge
C’mon join the party, and jump right in
Delicious food cooked in Southern style
Plan your next vacation and join us for a while
Chorus
We'll eat, sing and dance up on possum ridge
You can grab the leftovers stick ‘em in your fridge
No place on Earth ever could compare
When the clan gets together gonna find me there
Chorus
Way back in the hills up on possum ridge
