Old Dan Tucker

I went to town the other night I heard the noise and saw the fight The watchman was a-runnin' round, cryin' old Dan Tucker's come to town Old Dan Tucker's back in town Swingin' ladies all around First to the right and then to the left He would the girl that he loves best Get out the way, get out the way Get out the way, old Dan Tucker You're too late to come to supper He began early in his life To play the banjo and win a wife But every time he'd come to keep He'd play himself fast asleep Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man He washed his face in the frying pan He combed his hair with a wagon wheel He died of a toothache in his heel Get out the way, get out the way Get out the way, old Dan Tucker You're too late to come to supper Old Dan Tucker came to town riding a goat and leading a hound The hound gave a howl and the goat gave a jump It threw Dan Tucker top the stump I went to meet him the other day I hear old Tucker preach and pray They all got the spirit to be alone I make Old Tucker walk jawbone Get out the way, get out the way Get out the way, old Dan Tucker You're too late to come to supper But old Dan Tucker passed away They missed the music he used to play They carried him on his last long ride And buried his banjo at his side Get out the way, get out the way Get out the way, old Dan Tucker You're too late to come to supper Get out the way, get out the way Get out the way, old Dan Tucker You're too late to come to supper