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Mule Stall
Old Mule by Arthur Smith (Spoken)
Old mule, you're the son of a donkey
And I'm in the image of God
Yet, here we work, hitched together
Toilin' and tillin' the sod
I wonder if you work for me
Or I work for you, old mule
At times I think it's a partnership
Between a mule and a doggone fool.
When plowin', we go the same distance
But I work harder than you
You skim the ground on four good legs
And I hobble along on two
So, mule, mathematically speakin'
You're four legs 'gainst my two
I do twice the work per leg
I do twice as much as you.
Now soon we'll be makin' the corn crop
That crop'll be split three ways
A third for you, a third for me
And a third for the landlords' pay
You take your third and eat it
You're gettin the best! And How!
I split my third amongst the wife and eight kids
The banker, six hens and a cow.
And right here mule, I might mention
You only plow the ground
I shock the corn and husk it
While you're hee-hawin' around
All Fall and part of the Winter
Old mule, you know it's true
I break my back with a cotton sack
Tryin' to pay off the mortgage on you.
The only time I'm your better
Is when election comes
A man can vote and a mule cannot
But that don't worry you none
Because you're a wise old donkey
You know what to worry about
You knew politics wouldn't help you none
And I'm just findin' it out.
So, mule, confidentially speaking
Would you change places with me
Would you take up all my worries
And still contented be
Would you swap places, I'm askin'
'Course, you know we couldn't
But would you, if you could, now tell the truth
You're doggone right, you wouldn't.
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You're doggone right, you wouldn't.
But would you, if you could, now tell the truth
'Course, you know we couldn't
Would you swap places, I'm askin'
And still contented be
Would you take up all my worries
Would you change places with me
So, mule, confidentially speaking
And I'm just findin' it out.
You knew politics wouldn't help you none
You know what to worry about
Because you're a wise old donkey
But that don't worry you none
A man can vote and a mule cannot
Is when election comes
The only time I'm your better
Tryin' to pay off the mortgage on you.
I break my back with a cotton sack
Old mule, you know it's true
All Fall and part of the Winter
While you're hee-hawin' around
I shock the corn and husk it
You only plow the ground
And right here mule, I might mention
The banker, six hens and a cow.
I split my third amongst the wife and eight kids
You're gettin the best! And How!
You take your third and eat it
And a third for the landlords' pay
A third for you, a third for me
That crop'll be split three ways
Now soon we'll be makin' the corn crop
I do twice as much as you.
I do twice the work per leg
You're four legs 'gainst my two
So, mule, mathematically speakin'
And I hobble along on two
You skim the ground on four good legs
But I work harder than you
When plowin', we go the same distance
Between a mule and a doggone fool.
At times I think it's a partnership
Or I work for you, old mule
I wonder if you work for me
Toilin' and tillin' the sod
Yet, here we work, hitched together
And I'm in the image of God
Old mule, you're the son of a donkey
Old Mule by Arthur Smith (Spoken)
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