Liberty / Old Dan Tucker
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Liberty / Old Dan Tucker
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Old Dan Tucker was a mean old man
Washed his face in a frying pan
Combed his hair with a wagon wheel
Died with a toothache in his heel
Get out the way, old Dan Tucker
Youre too late to get your supper
Suppers over, and breakfast is a cookin
Old Dan Tucker just standin there lookin
Old Dan Tucker. old no good
Went to Alaska looking for food
The weather tried to freeze him,
did its level best
Sixty below he buttoned up his vest
Old Dan Tucker he was no beauty
His head was bald and his breath was fruity
He never used a razor on his horny hide
Drove the hairs in with a hammer.
chewed them off inside
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