1. 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. 

2. My uncle had an old mule, 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.) 

3. 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 chinymans And swatted him a yellow dog. (CHO.) 

4. 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. 
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