A Choral Arrangement

I live in this house next to the crick that I built up on some stilts and my hounds sleep up under it When it gets so hot you wilts Yeah they sleep all day under the porch And we hunt coons at night by a cattail torch And we really love our life When the spring rains followed the snow melt that fell really heavy up north I load the boys into the boat And we all sallies forth To hunt for the hogs that too are displaced with water all around I guarantee If one they see Them dogs will start to sound We always manage to get one or two As I shoot from the stern of the boat and you ain't tasted nothin finer than the newly weaned flesh of a shoat We really love our life,We really love our life At the house we arrive and all thats alive I sweep off of the porch thats come seaking higher ground I bust out a jug and cut me a rug With no-one to watch but my hounds We eat high on the hog till we're stuffed like ticks Really love our house in the sticks Yeah we really love our life ,we really love it Don't we boys ? Non stop baying!!!!!!!!!!