Well, las' Monday mornin', Lawd, Lawd, Lawd,   Well, las' Monday mornin', Lawd, Lawd, Lawd      My daddy went a-huntin'   Well, he carried along his zulu   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,   An' he taken him to de white house      He was six weeks a-pickin'   Lordy, your wife an'my wife,   Oh, they give a feather pickin'   An' they put him on to parboil   He was six months a-parboil',   An' they put him on de table,      Now, de fork couldn' stick him,   An' de knife couldn't cut him   An' they throwed him in de hog-pen,   An' he broke de ol'sow's jawbone      An' they taken him to de sawmill,   An' he broke de saw's teeth out   An' de las' time I seed him,   Well, he's flyin' across de ocean,   Wid a long string o' goslin's,   An' they all goin': quank quink-quank