I’m The Man That Rode the Mule ’Round the World (Charlie Poole) 
She promised to meet me When the clock struck twenty-three Down at the stockyard about a mile and a half away Where pickle pig’s feet and hog’s ears Sell for nineteen cents a pound She’s my freckle-faced consumption Sara Jane 
Oh she’s my daisy, she’s blackeyed and crazy The sweetest girl I thought I ever saw Now her breath smells sweet, but I’d rather smell her feet For she’s my freckle-faced consumption Sara Jane 
I’m the man that rode the mule around the world I’m the man that rode the mule around the world I rode in Noah’s ark and I’m as happy as a lark I’m the man that rode the mule around the world 
I was born four thousand years ago And there’s nothing on this earth I do not know I saw Moses on the water fighting Pharoah and his armies And I can whip the man that says it isn’t so 
I saw Satan when he searched the garden o’er I saw Satan when he searched the garden o’er The apple Eve were eating, through the bushes I was peeping I can prove that I’m the man that ate the core 
I’m a highly educated man And there’s things in my brain that I have planned Now I’ve been on earth so long till I’ve learned to sing a song That old Abraham and Jacob used to sing 
I rode in Noah’s ark, he surround me with a shark 
I rode up to the line and I fell off against a pine 
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