Last night when I come home

I was tired as a man could be

There was a mule in my stable

Where my mule was suppose to be



I said wake up, baby

And explain all this stuff to me

Whose mule's there in my stable

Where my mule is suppose to be



She said; you must be silly

But daddy, you ain't talking right

Why don't you open up your eyes and see

There ain't nothing but a milk cow that my grandmother sent to me



I've been all over the world

>From the Golf from Mexico I've never seen no milk cow

With a saddle on the back before.



Well, the next night when I come home

I was tired as a man could be

There was a coat on my hanger

Where my coat was suppose to be



I said; Wake up, little girl

And explain all this stuff to me

Who's coats there on my hanger

Where my coat is suppose to be



She said; you must be silly

But daddy, you ain't talking right

Why don't you open up your eyes and see

There ain't nothing but a blanket that my mother in law sent to me



I've been all over the world

And the Golf from Mexico

I ain't never seen no blanket

With two sleeves on in before



Well no, the next night when I come home

I was tired and I wanted to sleep

There was a hat on my dresser

Where my hat was suppose to be



I said; Wake up, darling

And explain all these stuff to me

Who's hat's there on dresser

Where my hat is suppose to be



She said, you must be silly

But daddy you ain't talking right

Why don't you open up your eyes and see

There ain't nothing but a wash bag

That my grandmother sent to me



I've been all over the world

And the Golf from Mexico

I ain't never seen no wash bag

With a hat band around it before.