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Well, Old Dan Tucker, was a fine old man, |
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Washed his face in a frying pan |
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Combed his hair with a wagon wheel |
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And died with a toothache in his heel |
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Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker, |
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You're too late to get your supper. |
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Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker, |
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You're too late to get your supper. |
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Old Dan Tucker, he'd come to town |
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Riding a billy goat, leading a hound |
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The hound dog barked, the billy goat jumped |
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Landed 'Ol Tucker on a stump! |
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Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker, |
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You're too late to get your supper |
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Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker, |
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You're too late to get your supper |
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Now Old Dan Tucker got drunk and fell |
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In the fire and kicked up holy hell |
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A red-hot coal fell in his shoe |
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And oh my Lord the ashes flew |
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Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker, |
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You're too late to get your supper |
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Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker, |
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You're too late to get your supper |
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Now old Dan Tucker has come to town |
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Swinging them ladies all around |
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First to the right and then to the left |
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Then to the gal that he loves best |
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Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker, |
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You're too late to get your supper |
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Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker, |
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You're too late to get your supper |
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Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker, |
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You're too late to get your supper |
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Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker, |
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You're too late to get your supper |
