Well the first days are the hardest days,
Don't you worry any more,
'Cause when life looks like Easy Street,
There is danger at your door.
Think this through with me,
Let me know your mind,
Wo, oh, what I want to know,
Is are you kind?
It's a buck dancer's choice my friend;
Goddamn, well I declare,
Have you seen the like?
Their walls are built of cannonballs,
Their motto is "Don't tread on me".
Come hear Uncle John's Band playing to the tide,
Come with me, or go alone,
He's come to take his children home.
It's the same story the crow told me;
It's the only one he knows.
Come hear Uncle John's Band by the riverside,
Got some things to talk about,
Here beside the rising tide.
Come hear Uncle John's Band playing to the tide,
Come on along, or go alone,
He's come to take his children home.
Wo, oh, what I want to know, how does the song go.