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...