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Brewster: Ballads and Songs of Indiana |
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1. There was a man lived in our town,
His name was Simon Slick;
He had a mule with dreamy eyes,
O how that mule could kick!
Chorus
Whoa, mule, whoa! whoa, mule, whoa I Ever* time that nigger turned 'round It was whoa, mule, whoa!
2. He'd shut one eye and shake his tail
And greet you with a smile; And then he'd elevate his leg And kick you half a mile. |
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