Lyrics
Eighteen, nineteen, twenty years ago
I taken my gal to a country store.
Taken my gal to a country store
I bought my gal some calico.
Tall-ya ho ho, gee, back up, yeah.
Whoa, buck an’ gee, by the lamb
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
Whoa, buck an’ gee, by the lamb
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
Whoa, goddamn, and whoa goddamn,
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
I taken my gal to a country store
I bought my gal some calico,
Taken my gal to a party-o
Wouldn’t let her dance but a set or so.
Tall-ya hey hey, gee, back up, yeah.
Whoa, buck an’ gee, by the lamb
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
Whoa, buck an’ gee, by the lamb
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
Whoa, goddamn, and whoa goddamn,
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
Oh, you take Sal and I’ll take Jane
Oh good lookin’, but they ain’t the same
You swing Sal and I’ll swing Sue
Mighty little different between them two.
Thoa, back, wahhh!
Old Dan Tucker was a mighty man
Washed his face in a fryin' pan
Combed his hair with a wagon wheel
and died with a toothache in his heal
Whoa, buck an’ gee, by the lamb
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
Whoa, buck an’ gee, by the lamb
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
Whoa, goddamn, and whoa goddamn,
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
Whoa, buck an’ gee, by the lamb
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
Whoa, buck an’ gee, by the lamb
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
Whoa, goddamn, and whoa goddamn,
Who made the back band, whoa, goddamn.
