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There was a *young man and he went to school And he made his living by drivin’ a mule, 
And a what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? 
I drove him up to the foot of the hill And I holler at the mule and the mule stopped still. 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? 
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I put my shoulder against the wheel, And a-back in the mud I stuck my heel. 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? 
I put my shoulder against the cart And I hollered at the mule and the mule wouldn���t start. 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? 
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I drove him up to the blacksmith shop, I hollered at the mule and the mule didn���t stop. 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do?I asked that farmer for to mend my yoke, He hopped on the bellows and blowed out the smoke. 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? 
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He fixed my yoke and he mend my ring, And he never charged me a nary thing. 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? 
Then an old man came ridin’ by, 
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And he says, "Young man, your mule’s a gonna die, 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? (Instrumental) If he dies I���ll tan his skin, 
If he lives I���ll ride ���em agin. 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? I had an old mule and his name was Steve 
He walked on his head as plain as his feet 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? I had an old mule and his name was Bill 
I worked him on the holler and he died on the hill. 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? I road him to the river and I couldn���t get him in, 
And I knocked him on the head with an old yard bin 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? (Instrumental) 
I went to the river and I couldn���t get across, Hopped on a bull frog a big as a horse. 
And a-what, Johnny Booker, won’t you do, do, do, And a-what, Johnny Booker won’t you do? 
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