Old Dan Tucker

Lyrics:

Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man
Washed his face in a frying pan
Combed his hair with a wagon wheel
Died with a toothache in his heel

So get out the way for Old Dan Tucker
Get out the way for Old Dan Tucker
Get out the way for Old Dan Tucker
He's too late to come for supper

Old Dan Tucker he come to town,
Riding on a billygoat, leading a hound,
Hound dog bark and the billygoat jump,
Throwed Dan Tucker on top of a stump.

Now old Dan Tucker he got drunk
Fell in the fire and kicked up a chunk
Red hot coal got in his shoe
And oh my Lawdy how the ashes flew

Now old Dan Tucker is come to town
Swinging the ladies round and round
First to the right and then to the left
Then to the girl that he loves best

I came to town just the other night
I heard the noise and saw the fight
Watchman was a running around
Old Dan Tucker’s come to town

Old Dan and me we did fall out,
And what do you reckon it was about?
He stepped on my corn, I kicked him on the chin,
And that's the way this row begin.

Old Dan Tucker clumb a tree,
His Lord and Master for to see,
The limb it broke and Dan got a fall,
Never got to see his Lord at all.

Old Dan Tucker went to the mill,
To git some meal to put in the swill;
The miller swore by the pint of his knife
He never seed such a man in his life.

Dan Tucker begun in early life
To play the banjo and the fife;
He'd play the boys and gals to sleep
And then into some bunk he'd creep.