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Old Dan Tucker (Daniel Decatur Emmett) cho: Get out the way for old Dan Tucker, He's too late to have his supper, Supper's over, dinner's a-cookin', (alternate: Pot's on the fire and dinner's cooking) But Old Dan Tucker's just standin' there lookin'. Old Dan Tucker's a fine old man, Washed his face in a frying pan, Combed his hair with a wagon wheel, Died of toothache in his heel. Old Dan Tucker he come to town, Riding on a billygoat, leading a hound, Hound dog bark and the billygoat jump, Throwed Dan Tucker on top of a stump. Old Dan Tucker, he got drunk, Fell in the fire and he kicked up a chunk, Red hot coal got in his shoe, Oh my Lawdy how the ashes flew. Old Dan Tucker, he come to town, Swinging the ladies round and round, First to the right and then to the left And then to the gal that he loved best. I come to town the other night, To hear the noise and see the fight The people, they was running around (or: watchman, he was..) Cryin' Old Dan Tucker's come to town. Ol' Dan and me we did fall out, An' what do you reckon it was about? He stepped on my corn, I kicked him on the shin, An' that's the way this row begin. (And 3 less well-known verses:) Ol' Dan Tucker clumb a tree, His Lord and Master for to see, The limb it broke and Dan got a fall, Never got to see his Lord at all. Ol' Dan Tucker went to the mill, To git some meal to put in the swill; The miller swore by the p'int of his knife He never seed such a man in his life. Dan Tucker begun in early life To play the banjo and the fife; He'd play the boys and gals to sleep And then into some bunk he'd creep. AJS oct97Download the song in PDF format for printout etc.