It was one Sunday mornin', Lord, Lord, Lord
The preacher went a-huntin', Lord, Lord, Lord
He carried along his shotgun, Lord, Lord, Lord
When along come a grey goose, Lord, Lord, Lord

Well, the preacher started shootin', Lord, Lord, Lord
And down he come a grey goose, Lord, Lord, Lord
He was six weeks a-fallin', Lord, Lord, Lord
He was six weeks a-haulin', Lord, Lord, Lord

Then my wife and your wife, Lord, Lord, Lord
They started feather pickin', Lord, Lord, Lord
Then they put him on the stove, Lord, Lord, Lord
Yeah, they put him on the stove, Lord, Lord, Lord

Six weeks a-boilin', Lord, Lord, Lord
He was six weeks a-boilin', Lord, Lord, Lord
Then he put him on the table, Lord, Lord, Lord
Thеn he put him on the table, Lord, Lord, Lord

Thе knife wouldn't cut him, Lord, Lord, Lord
No, the knife wouldn't cut him, Lord, Lord, Lord
And the fork wouldn' stick him, Lord, Lord, Lord
No, the fork wouldn' stick him, Lord, Lord, Lord

They throwed him in the hog-pen, Lord, Lord, Lord
Yeah, they throwed him in the hog-pen, Lord, Lord, Lord
But the hog couldn't eat him, Lord, Lord, Lord
No, the hog couldn't eat him, Lord, Lord, Lord
Well, he broke the hog's teeth out, Lord, Lord, Lord
Yeah, he broke the hog's teeth out, Lord, Lord, Lord

They took him to the sawmill, Lord, Lord, Lord
But the saw couldn't cut him, Lord, Lord, Lord
He broke the saw's teeth out, Lord, Lord, Lord
Well, he broke the saw's teeth out, Lord, Lord, Lord

The last time I've seen him, Lord, Lord, Lord
Well, the last time I've seen him, Lord, Lord, Lord
He was flyin' 'cross the ocean, Lord, Lord, Lord
He was flyin' 'cross the ocean, Lord, Lord, Lord

With a long string of goslings, Lord, Lord, Lord
With a long string of goslings, Lord, Lord, Lord
He was flyin' 'cross the ocean, Lord, Lord, Lord
He was flyin' 'cross the ocean, Lord, Lord, Lord