Liberty / Old Dan Tucker
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
Liberdade / Velho Dan Tucker
Velho Dan Tucker era um cara malvado
Lavava o rosto numa frigideira
Penteava o cabelo com uma roda de carroça
Morreu com dor de dente no calcanhar
Sai da frente, velho Dan Tucker
Você chegou tarde pra janta
A janta já acabou, e o café da manhã tá sendo feito
Velho Dan Tucker só parado ali olhando
Velho Dan Tucker, velho sem valor
Foi pra Alasca atrás de comida
O tempo tentou congelá-lo,
fazendo o melhor que podia
Sessenta graus abaixo, ele fechou seu colete
Velho Dan Tucker não era bonito
A cabeça dele era careca e o hálito era forte
Nunca usou uma lâmina na pele dura
Empurrava os pelos com um martelo.
Mastigava eles por dentro