Old Dan Tucker

Well, Old Dan Tucker, was a fine old man,

Washed his face in a frying pan

Combed his hair with a wagon wheel

And died with a toothache in his heel

Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker,

You're too late to get your supper.

Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker,

You're too late to get your supper.

Old Dan Tucker, he'd come to town

Riding a billy goat, leading a hound

The hound dog barked, the billy goat jumped

Landed 'Ol Tucker on a stump!

Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker,

You're too late to get your supper

Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker,

You're too late to get your supper

Now Old Dan Tucker got drunk and fell

In the fire and kicked up holy hell

A red-hot coal fell in his shoe

And oh my Lord the ashes flew

Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker,

You're too late to get your supper

Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker,

You're too late to get your supper

Now old Dan Tucker has come to town

Swinging them ladies all around

First to the right and then to the left

Then to the gal that he loves best

Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker,

You're too late to get your supper

Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker,

You're too late to get your supper

Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker,

You're too late to get your supper

Get out the way! Old Dan Tucker,

You're too late to get your supper