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(THE) KICKING MULE

From A.C . Trying to find the words to a humorous song called "The Kicking Mule." I found a recording in the Lomax collection, but the quality was too poor to get it all. Could you help find these words

ED. Here it is, from "The Folksongs of North America," by Alan Lomax, 1960, p441, The Kickin' Mule

As I went down to the huckleberry picnic
Dinner all over the ground
Skippers in the meat was nine foot deep
And the green flies walking all around.
The biscuits in the oven was a-baking,
Beefsteak frying in the pan,
Pretty gal sitting in the parlour,
Lord God A'mighty, what a hand I stand!

CHORUS: Whoa there, mule, I tell you,
Miss Liza, you keep cool,
I ain't got time to kiss you now,
I'm busy with this mule.

* My uncle had an old mule, [*see note below]
His name was Simon Slick,
'Bove anything I ever did see
Was how that mule could kick.
Went to feed that mule one morning
And he met me at the door with a smile,
He backed one ear and he winked one eye
And he kicked me half a mile. (CHO.)

The mule he am a kicker,
He's got an iron back,
He headed off a Texas railroad train
And kicked it off the track.
He kicked the feathers off a goose,
He pulverized a hog,
He kicked up three dead chinese mans
And swatted him a yellow dog. (CHO.)

When I seen Miss Dinah the other day,
She was bent all over her tub,
And the more I'd ask her to marry me,
Well, the harder she would rub,

CHORUS: Well, whoa there, mule, I tell you,
Whoa there, mule, I say,
Just keep your seat, Miss Liza Jane,
And hold on to that sleigh.

* Ed Note:Can't remember where I learned my version of this verse, but it goes like this:

My uncle had an old mule,
His name was Simon Slick,
'The only thing I ever did see
Was how that mule could kick.
How that mule could kick,