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