A razorback hog is as wild as a buck
And a hunter who hunts him had better had luck
You fill him with buckshot, and rifle balls, too
And he'll turn around and make shoestrings of you

When Ol' Hick'ry Jackson met Sir Packingham
The British were full of hot biscuits and ham
While the Tennessee boys boys were as pore as a snake
For all they'd been a-eatin' was razorback steak

If you think it's tender, you're crazy
You can't stick your fork in the gravy
Razorback steak, razorback steak
Lost all my teeth on that razorback steak
It's tough as can be, made a man out of me
Give me some more of that razorback steak

When you see a gentleman down in the south
With a big sausage grinder way back in his mouth
When he gives a rebel yell, make no mistake
He's a-looking for a woman, or a razorback steak

When I get to heaven, at which their divine
Don't want no ambrosia to eat with my wine
Just give me a chunk of hot corn-dodger cake
A bowl of red gravy, and a razorback steak

If you think it's tender, you're crazy
You can't stick your fork in the gravy
Razorback steak, razorback steak
Lost all my teeth on that razorback steak
It's tough as can be, made a man out of me
Give me some more of that razorback steak