Old Dan Tucker's Daughter (Album Version)

Mama died havin' me and papa tried to raise me

And then he took to drinking when

I was only three

I'd follow him and his guitar along the streets of

Mobile Where he'd sing for just a drink and a lollipop for me

Then at night he sat me on the bar while he did some singin'

I played with his old railroad watch when

I was a dancin'

And I passed around his worn out hat they're pitchin' down some quarters

Oh how proud

I was to be old

Dan Tucker's daughter

Things seemed to go from bad to worse as

I grew sadly older

And papa looked so down and out failin' more each day

And pride

I always felt to him slowly turned to pitty

And Lord you know it broke my heart each time

I hear them say

Get out away old

Dan Tucker take this dime and take this quarter

Get out away old

Dan Tucker take your wine and take your daughter [ fiddle ]

Papa died just today a cold grey

Mobile morning

Now here I stand all alone crying on his grave

Not a single soul from

Mobile came to wish him well his journey

But at least for papa's goin' no one there will say

Hey get out away old

Dan Tucker...