Frog went a-courtin’ he did ride, uh huh
Frog went a-courtin’ he did ride, uh huh
Frog went a-courtin’ he did ride,
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
Rid his duck to Mousie’s den, uh huh
Rid his duck to Mousie’s den, uh huh
Rid his duck to Mousie’s den,
Asked little Mouse “May I come in?” uh huh
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
Asked little Mouse “Will ya marry me?” uh huh
Asked little Mouse “Will ya marry me?” uh huh
Asked little Mouse “Will ya marry me?”
Little Mouse said “Yessiree!” uh huh
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
Where will the wedding supper be, uh huh
Where will the wedding supper be, uh huh
Where will the wedding supper be,
‘Way down yonder in the holler beech tree, uh huh
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
What will the wedding supper be, uh huh
What will the wedding supper be, uh huh
What will the wedding supper be,
Soup and beans and a black-eyed pea, uh huh
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
First to come was a big black snake, uh huh
First to come was a big black snake, uh huh
First to come was a big black snake,
Passed around the wedding cake, uh huh
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
Next to come was a big old fly, uh huh
Next to come was a big old fly, uh huh
Next to come was a big old fly,
Passed around the wedding pie, uh huh
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
Next to come was a little bitty ant, uh huh
Next to come was a little bitty ant, uh huh
Next to come was a little bitty ant,
Tearin’ around and trying to dance, uh huh
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
Last to come was a little old bug, uh huh
Last to come was a little old bug, uh huh
Last to come was a little old bug,
Passed around the likker jug, uh oh!
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
They all got drunk and had a big fight, uh huh
They all got drunk and had a big fight, uh huh
They all got drunk and had a big fight,
Lord! It was an awful sight, uh huh
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
There’s a little piece of cornbread sittin on the shelf, uh huh
There’s a little piece of cornbread sittin on the shelf, uh huh
There’s a little piece of cornbread sittin on the shelf,
If you want anymore, you’ve got to sing it yourself, uh huh
Too-dum too-de-oh, too-dum too-de-oh
These lyrics come from the singing of Morgan Sexton of eastern Kentucky.