My Butcher Man

Wonder where is my butcher man now?
I’ve been looking for him all day long!
Butcher man, butcher man, where have you been so long?
Butcher man, butcher man, where have you been so long?
I can’t catch you at the butcher shop and you’re so hard to find at home
I’m going to tell everybody I’ve got the best butcher man in town
I’m going to tell everybody I’ve got the best butcher man in town
He can slice your ham, he can cut it from the fat on down
He slice my pork chops and he grinds my sausage, too
He slice my pork chops and he grinds my sausage, too
Ain’t nothing in the line of butcherin' that my butcher man can’t do
Butcher man, in the morning, won’t you please stop by my house
Butcher man, in the morning, won’t you please stop by my house
I’ve got enough butcherin' for you to do if you promise me you just only hush
your mouth?
Butcher man, butcher man, I got a ham I cannot slice
Butcher man, butcher man, I got a ham I cannot slice
If you can’t stop in the morning, please stop by tomorrow night
If anybody asks you, «Butcher man, where have you been?»
If anybody asks you, «Butcher man, where have you been?»
Show 'em that long-bladed knife, tell 'em you been butchering out in the
slaughter pens
Let’s go, butcher man, for me