Lyrics:

While I was down in Tennesse
All my friends were glad to see me
I see some cotton pickers over by the railroad track
I see some cotton pickers with sacks on their backs
They said 'Hey man, we're glad to see you back
We've got a new dance called the bacon fat'

I went down to see my local DJ
His name was Clyde, he lived down Tennessee way
I said 'hey man, what's this new kind of jump
Where you jump in the air and come down with a bump?'
He said 'dig, daddy, it's a natural fact
It's sweeping the world, that thing the bacon fat'