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

Now Old Dan Tucker come to town
Ridin' a billy goat, leadin' a hound
Hound dog barked and billy goat jumped
And landed old Tucker on a stump.

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

Now Old Dan Tucker got drunk and fell
In the fire and kicked up holy hell
A red-hot coal got in his shoe
And on my Lord the ashes flew.

Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker
Your're too late to get your supper
Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker
You're too tale to get your supper (x2)

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