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This Old White Mule of Mine(Bob Nolan)
‘Way up high in the mountains, In the kingdom of the Pine, I lived with the best old pal I know, This old white mule of mine.
His back’s caved in and he’s mighty thin But his legs are strong and fine. So I sing a song as he carries me along, This old white mule of mine.
When they have a dance in the valley, I quit my job at the still And I climb aboard my old white mule And go ridin’ down the hill.
His back’s caved in and he’s mighty thin But his legs are strong and fine. So I sing a song as he carries me along, This old white mule of mine.
He shares my joys and my sorrows, He shares my bed and my wine. He even wants to share my gal But there I draw the line.
His back’s caved in and he’s mighty thin But his legs are strong and fine. So I sing a song as he carries me along, This old white mule of mine.
We had a fight the other night And I called him several names So he kicked me down the mountainside But I loves him just the same.
His back’s caved in and he’s mighty thin But his legs are strong and fine. So I sing a song as he carries me along, This old white mule of mine.
The judgment day is a-coming soon And the Golden Stairs I’ll climb. And I know St. Peter will welcome me On this old white mule of mine.
His back’s caved in and he’s mighty thin But his legs are strong and fine. So I sing a song as he carries me along, This old white mule of mine.
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