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Now Old Dan Tuker was a fine old man

Washed his face in a fryin' pan
Combed his hair with a wagon wheel
And died with a toothache in his heal


Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker
Your're to late to get your supper

Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker
You're to late to get your supper


Now Old Dan Tucker come to town
Ridin' a billy goat, leadin' a hound
The hound dog barked and billy goat

jumped
And landed old Tucker on a stump


Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker
Your're to late to get your supper
Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker

You're to late to get your supper

Now Old Dan Tuckergot drunk and fell

In the fire and kicked up holy hell
A red-hot coal got in his shoe
An oh my Lord the ashes flew


Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker
Your're to late to get your supper

Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker
You're to late to get your supper


Now Old Dan Tucker come to town
Swinging them ladies all round
First to the right and then to the left

Then to the gal that he loved best

Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker

Your're to late to get your supper
Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker
You're to late to get your supper


Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker
Your're to late to get your supper

Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker
You're to late to get your supper