Uncle Tom, Uncle Tom
Why don't you put your suspenders on
Your pants are dragging on the ground
Oh, Uncle Tom. Poor Uncle Tom
Uncle Tom, Uncle Tom
You haven't washed your socks
In I don't know how long
Your shoes have go big holes
In the bottom of the soles
Oh, Uncle Tom. Poor Uncle Tom
What you need is someone to care
To wash your clothes
Make you comb your hair
Cook your meals
Sleep with you at night
A wife, Uncle Tom
Would make everything alright
Sarah Jane, Sarah Jane
Let me make this gosh-darn plain
I got no cause to complain
Oh, Sarah Jane. Dear Sarah Jane
My pants are low
Because I like to wear them so
Holes are in my shoes
'Cause that's the way I choose
I need no wife to miserate my life
So leave me be. Just leave me be
I'm happy as a clam
Being as I am
I got no use for stuff
That's going to make life tough
I'm freer than a bird
So, I think it's absurd
To get myself a wife
Who will try to run my life
So Sarah Jane
Thank you just the same
But, getting married ain't for me
I'm just too used to being free
And this I hope that you can see
So, leave me be. Just leave me be
