Well, las Monday mornin, Lawd, Lawd, Lawd,
Well, las Monday mornin, Lawd, Lawd, Lawd
My daddy went a-huntin
Well, he carried along his zulu1
Well, along come a grey goose
Well, he throwed it to his shoulder,
An he ram his hammer way back
Well, he pulled on de trigger
Well, down he come a-windin
He was six weeks a-fallin
He was six weeks a-findin
An he put him on de wagon,
Anhe taken him to de white house
He was six weeks a-pickin
Lordy, your wife anmy wife,
Oh, they give a feather pickin
An they put him on to parboil2
He was six months a-parboil,
An they put him on de table,
Now, de fork couldn stick him,
An de knife couldnt cut him
An they throwed him in de hog-pen,
An he broke de olsows jawbone
An they taken him to de sawmill,
An he broke de saws teeth out
An de las time I seed him,
Well, hes flyin across de ocean,
Wid a long string o goslins,
An they all goin quank quink-quank