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Plantation Pieces, Camp Meeting Songs
You'll get a good supper And you'll get a good bed,
So quit that fooling
Or I'll break your head.
And the mule thinking wisely Of Tom and his quip,
Went off sedately
To the touch of his whip.
And sitting by the wayside Of the thicket and the pool,
I heard Tom lecture His Old Black Mule.
Dat ole Spindles was a mule, A graduate of every mule school. Golly! golly! how dat feels— Look out Spindles fo' dem heels.
He kick at the fly, an' he kick at the moon, He kick too late, an' he kick too soon— And golly! golly! how dat feels— 'Ware ole Spindles, 'ware dem heels.
Ef yo' want to kick, an' kick so high— Just push dem clouds out from de sky But golly! golly! how it feels— To get in touch wif Spindles' heels.