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I come to town de udder night,
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I hear de noise den saw de sight,
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De watchmen dey were runnin' roun',
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Cryin' Old Dan Tucker's come to town,

Get out the way, old Dan Tucker,
You’re too late to get your supper,
Supper's over, dinner's a-cookin',
But Old Dan Tucker just stands there lookin'.

Tucker is a nice old man,
He used to ride our darby ram,
He sent him whizzin' down de hill,
If he hadn't got up- he'd lay dar still.

Jaybird in de martin's nest,
To sabe he soul he got no rest,
Ole Tucker run in de fox's den
Out come de young ones- nine or ten.

Tucker on de woodpile- can't count 'lebben
Put in a fedder bed- him gwine to hebben,
His nose so flat, his face so full,
De top ob his head like a bag ob wool,

Tucker went round hicory steeple,
Dar he met some colored people,
Some was black, an' some was blacker,
Some was de color ob brown tobacur.

High-hold on de holler tree,
He poke his bill in for to see,
De lizzard cotch 'im by de snout,
He call old Tucker to pull 'im out.

Tucker, he had cash a-plenty,
Dressed to death- his old trunk empty,
To kiss de gals he thot was useless,
'Cept he kissed wid a sway-back-looseness.

Here's my razor in good order,
Magnum Bonum- *** hab bought 'er,
Sheep shell de oats, old Tucker shell de corn
I'll shabe you all when de water gits warm.

I went to meetin' de udder day,
To hear old Tucker preach an' pray,
Dey all got drunk, but me alone,
I make ole Tucker- walk jaw-bone,

Get out the way, old Dan Tucker,
You’re too late to get your supper,
Git out de way you harden'd sinner,
Your too late to get your dinner.

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
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.

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.

Pulls his shirt outside his coat,
Buttons his britches around his throat,
Back is bent like an old tin can,
Folks all laugh at poor old Dan.

Old Dan Tucker's mother-in-law
Was the ugliest thing I ever saw;
Her eyes stuck out and her nose stuck in,
Her upper lip hung over her chin.

Old Dan Tucker was a fine old feller,
But he played cards with the preacher in the cellar,
First to the right and then to the left,
And then to the one that you love best.

And now old Dan is a dead gone sucker,
And never will go home to his supper,
Old Dan Tucker’s had his last ride,
And the banjo's buried by his side.