Old Dan Tucker Contemplates His Place in American Folk Music.
Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man
He washed his face in a frying pan
He combed his hair with a wagon wheel
And died of a toothache in his heel
Get out the way old Dan Tucker
You’re too late to git your supper
Supper’s gone and dinner cookin’
Old Dan Tucker’s just a-standin’ there lookin’.

Old Dan Tucker’s a-comin’ to town
Riding a billy-goat and leading a hound
The hound dog barked and billy-goat jumped
Throwed Dan Tucker right straddlin’ a stump.
Get out the way old Dan Tucker
You’re too late to git your supper
Supper’s gone and dinner cookin’
Old Dan Tucker’s just a-standin’ there lookin’.


I come to town the other night
To hear a noise and see the fight
The watchman feet was a-running around
Crying “Old Dan Tucker’s come to Town.”
Get out the way old Dan Tucker
You’re too late to git your supper