Folks tell me I
should go to the city.
Go to school and learn a lot of things.
But I already know what
makes the foxfire glow
and just what time the robin red dress sings.
I know that the possum likes persimmon
I know that fishes breathe
out through the gill
While I can kill a squirrel
and court the sweetest girl
I'm the king of the Cannon County hill
Oh, let the senior have his senior eager
Let the hippie have his LSD and pill
But when I'm with my darlin'
in the mountains,
I'm the king of the Camden County hills.
Well, I know just where
the groundhog sleeps in winter.
I can tell you by its leaf what kind of tree.
I can tell you in a minute
the kind of nest and what is in it.
And I know just how to
light a honeybee.
Things I know you cannot learn in college.
And I don't need cash,
cause I ain't got no bill
I can tell you in a flash
how long to cook your mash
And the best comes from
the Cannon County Hill
Oh, let the senor have his senorita
Let the hippie have his LSD and pill
But when I'm with my
darlin' in the mountain
I'm the king of the Cannon
County Hill
Well, I know just how the
crickets do their singing
I know how the firefly makes his light
I know how to spot ginseng
and how to make the banjo twang
And how the wise old owl
can see at night
Now, I'm not saying
don't go to college
Cause knowledge it can cure a lot of ills
But I know this little song
is getting way, way too long
Come and see me in the
Cannon County Hills
Let the senior have his seniority
Let the hippie have his LSD and pills
But when I'm with my
darling in the mountains
I'm the king of the Cannon County Hills
I'm the King of the Canaan
County Hills