Kickin' mule
As I went down to the huckleberry picnic Dinner all over the ground Skeppers in the meat was nine foot deep And the green flies walking all around The biscuits in the oven was a-baking Beefsteak frying in the pan Petty gal sitting in the parlour Lord God A'mighty, what a hand I stand Whoa there, mule, I tell you Miss Liza, you keep cool I ain't got time to kiss you now I'm busy with this mule My uncle had an old mule His name was Simon Slick Bove anything I ever did see Was how that mule could kick Went to feed that mule one morning And he met me at the door with a smile He backed one ear and he winked one eye And he kicked me half a mile * Refrain