Molly be damned 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 coffin 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

Beaula 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 Joaks

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