A big group of hunters Tramping through the rills,

voiceCollected by Ruth Jolly Sung by Otis Williams and Don Stone Wesley, Arkansas For Mary C. Parler December 4, 1958 Transcribed by Frances Majors Reel 263, Item 15 Hunting A big group of hunters Tramping through the rills, Clammering up steep bluffs And down rocky hills, Whistling and laughter Ringing through the vale, As the trusty hound dog Opens on the trail. And then what the clammer, Like a jubilee, For they've got an old coon Up a black gum tree.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation