Ol' Dan Tucker
I came down to town de udder night,
I hear de noise, den saw de fight,
De watchman was a runnin' 'roun'
Cryin' "Old Dan Tucker's come to town"!
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
Old Dan Tucker was a mighty man,
He washed his face in a fryin' pan,
Combed his head wid a wagon wheel,
An' died wid a tooth-ache in his heel.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
Old Dan Tucker's back in town,
Swingin' the ladies all aroun',
First to the right and the to the lef',
An' then to the gal that he loves best.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
Dan Tucker is a nice old man,
He used to ride our darby ram;
He sent him whizzin' down de hill,
If he hadn't got up, he'd lay dar still.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
Old Dan Tucker an' I got drunk,
He fell in de fire an' kick up a chunk,
De charcoal got inside he shoe,
Lor bless you, honey how de ashes flew!
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
I went to town to buy some goods,
I lost myself in a piece of woods;
De night was dark. I had to suffer
I froze to de heel of Daniel Tucker.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
Tucker was a hardened sinner,
He nebber said his grace at dinner;
De old sow squeal, de pigs did squall,
He ate de whole hog – tail and all.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
And now Ole Dan is a gone sucker;
And nebber can go home to supper;
Old Dan, he has had his last ride,
And de banjo's buried by his side.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
I hear de noise, den saw de fight,
De watchman was a runnin' 'roun'
Cryin' "Old Dan Tucker's come to town"!
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
Old Dan Tucker was a mighty man,
He washed his face in a fryin' pan,
Combed his head wid a wagon wheel,
An' died wid a tooth-ache in his heel.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
Old Dan Tucker's back in town,
Swingin' the ladies all aroun',
First to the right and the to the lef',
An' then to the gal that he loves best.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
Dan Tucker is a nice old man,
He used to ride our darby ram;
He sent him whizzin' down de hill,
If he hadn't got up, he'd lay dar still.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
Old Dan Tucker an' I got drunk,
He fell in de fire an' kick up a chunk,
De charcoal got inside he shoe,
Lor bless you, honey how de ashes flew!
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
I went to town to buy some goods,
I lost myself in a piece of woods;
De night was dark. I had to suffer
I froze to de heel of Daniel Tucker.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
Tucker was a hardened sinner,
He nebber said his grace at dinner;
De old sow squeal, de pigs did squall,
He ate de whole hog – tail and all.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
And now Ole Dan is a gone sucker;
And nebber can go home to supper;
Old Dan, he has had his last ride,
And de banjo's buried by his side.
So git out de way, Old Dan Tucker,
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
Git out de way Old Dan Tucker
You're too late to git your supper.
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Writer(s): Robert R. De Cormier Jr.
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