Ole Dan Tucker.

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Oh, I went to town de oder night,
To hear de shows and see de sights,
When I got dere I look all round,
Till I hear Dan Tucker^s banjo sound.
CHORUS.
Oh, git out de way,
Oh, git out de way,
Ole Dan Tucker,
You're too late to come to supper.
Dar ole black Bill just bring to tovm
A possum wid big racoon ;
Oh, de coon he show de possum fight,
But she creep in her bosom out ob sight
Singing, git out de way, &c.
I seed my gal, she's a virgin maid,
Dan Tucker tried to serenade ;
He tried to come, but he couldn't go,
For ^e wink'd at me wid de heel ob her toe.
Oh, Ole Dan went to run his horse,
But he couldn't gi.t his legs across ;
So he lay him cross like a bag o' meal,
And he spurred de horse with his big toe nail.
Oh, he run away, kase massa cross,
To walk de riber I mount de ole boss,
But de ole boss to de bottom smack,
An' I rode ober on de Tiber's back.
All night dey make me shell de corn,
Till arter de sun wake up de morn,
So I hide and go to sleep for spite,
But I got cotch'd 'fore de broke ob night.
I bake a hoe cake 'mong de reed,
Alligator come to spite my feed,
I chuck him a iron hickory wedge,
Dat set his teeth quite on an edge.
Oh, blue Bets fry some eels one day,
An' Ole Dan smell de gravy play,
She chuck'd hot fat upon his sheen,
An' it make de nigger's toe-nail grin.
To de pond to soak my foot I go.
But a catfish cotch me by de toe,
He run my foot into his fin,
But I lick him clar out ob his skin.
' J» ANDEEWS, PUBLISHER, 38 CHATHAM ST-, NEWiORK.
From the Kenneth S. Goldstein Collection, Center For Popular Music, MTSU.