I'm just an old, old skinner   And I don't ask much of anyone   Just give me a good old sharp drawer knife   And a cool drink when I'm done      I'm just an old, old skinner   And I don't ask much of anyone   Put an edge on that there old spoke shave   And let me get her done      I'll skin them whole until I'm old, old, old   And gray as they turn gray under the sun      I'm just an old, old skinner   And I don't ask much of anyone   Just give me a good old sharp drawer knife   And a cool drink when I'm done