Old Dan Tucker was a mighty man
Washed his face in a frying pan
Combed his hair with a wagon wheel
Died of a toothache in his heel.
Get out of the way old Dan Tucker
You're too late to stay for supper
Supper's over breakfast's cookin'
Old Dan Tucker standing lookin'
For Thirties Thursday I made four nine inch Wagon Wheel blocks (aka Dan Tucker's Combs) from my 30s and solids stashes. I THINK that makes a total of 16 blocks now.
And...wagon wheels remind me of a song we sang in chorus when I was in grade school...maybe the sixth grade...could have been fifth...it was long, long ago.
I have a dirty little secret...the reason I remember that Dan Tucker folk song is because a couple of my friends and I sang that song at recess one time when we thought we were not within hearing distance of an adult but substituted the words "Old Damn F-----"("f" word rhymes with Tucker" ) for the words "Old Dan Tucker". An adult (a nun) WAS within hearing distance. A call was made to our parents and later that day my mouth came in contact with a bar of soap. Ah....memories!