Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man Washed his face with a fryin' 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 come to town Riding a billy goat, leading a hound The hound dog barked and billy goat jumped And landed old 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 Old Dan Tucker got drunk an 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 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 come to town Swinging them ladies all round First to the right an then to the left Then to the gal that he loved 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