Wake up, old Uncle Pumpernickel's come from the grave
Wake up, old Uncle Pumpernickel's heading this way

Come on, grab your shoes
Old Uncle Pumpernickel's paid his dues
Come on, pull on your pants
He's ten feet tall and like to shake your hand

Wake up, old Uncle Pumpernickel's come from the grave
Wake up, old Uncle Pumpernickel's heading this way

Where he was born, can't nobody say
Over the hills and far away
Walked these woods more than ten men's lives
Some folks say that he never died

Wake up, wake up
Uncle Pumpernickel's come from the grave
And he's heading this way

Come on, grab your boots
Old Uncle Pumpernickel's on the loose
Come on, grab your hat
Around this town is where he's at

He comes back every once or twice
Rolling in in the dead of night
Greeting all who are awake
When the morning comes he's on his way

So wake up, wake up, wake up
He's on his way