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