First sung by Bob Weir with the Dead in 1983, becoming a first set staple in the 1990s.
Tell automatic Slim
To tell razor toting Jim
To tell butcher knife toting Annie
To tell fast-talking Fanny
We're gonna pitch a ball
Down to the union hall
We're gonna romp and stomp till midnight
We're gonna fuss and fight till daylight
We're gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
All night long
We're gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
Tell cedar crawling Red
To tell Abyssinian Ned
To tell old Pistol Pete
To tell everybody he meet
Tonight we need no rest
We gonna really throw a mess
We're gonna kick out all the windows
We're gonna knock down all the doors
Tell Fats and Washboard Sam
That everybody's gonna jam
Tell Shakey and Boxcar Joe
We got sawdust on the floor
Tell Peg and Carol Dine
We gonna have a hell of a time
And when the fish scent fill the air
There'll be snuff juice everywhere
All night long
All night long
All night long