Get Behind The Mule - John Hammond

Molly b’Damn smote Jimmy the Harp

With a horrid little pistol and a lariat

She’s goin to the bottom

And she’s goin down the drain

Said she wasn’t big enough to carry it

She got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

She got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

She got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

She got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Choppity chop goes the axe in the woods

You gotta meet me by the fall down tree

Shovel of dirt upon a coffee lid

And I know they’ll come lookin' for me boys

And I know they’ll come a-lookin' for me

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Big Jack Earl was 8'1'

He stood in the road and he cried

He couldn’t make her love him

Couldn’t make her stay

But tell the good Lord that he tried

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Dusty trail from Atchison to Placerville

On the wreck of the Weaverville stage

Beulah fired on Beatty for a lemonade

I was stirring my brandy with a nail boys

Stirring my brandy with a nail

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Well the rampaging sons of the widow James

Jack the Cutter and the pock marked kid

Had to stand naked at the bottom of the cross

And tell the good lord what they did

Tell the good lord what they did

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Punctuated birds on the power line

In a Studebaker with the Birdie Joe Hoaks

I’m diggin all the way to China with a silver spoon

While the hangman fumbles with the noose, boys

The hangman fumbles with the noose

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Pin your ear to the wisdom post

Pin your eye to the line

Never let the weeds get higher than the garden

Always keep a sapphire in your mind

Always keep a diamond in your mind

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow

Got to get behind the mule

In the morning and plow