Hang up the dipper and the mug!
There’s no more hard drink for old Uncle Tim,
For he’s thrown away the bottle and the jug!
Uncle Tim had a nose like a red woolen sack,
And the pimples on his face not a few;
And he had one eye that was very, very black,
And the other t’other one was blue!
The hair on his head was like a mop on a stick,
And he had but one leg for to go;
So you see he couldn’t go for to come it very quick,