Thompson had an old grey mule He drove him around in a cart he loved that mule that mule loved him With all his mulish heart 
Chorus: Whoa dem muley whoa,whoa Whoa dem mule I say Keep both feet on the Lissa Jane And hold fast to the sleigh 
Thompson knows when the rooster crows That the dawn was a going to break He’d hold that mule by the leg of a stool And comb him down with a rake Chorus 
Thompson had an old grey mule His ears were four feet long It took the teamsters forty days To get the harness on Chorus 
Thompson’s mule could lick a ton of brick And both his hind feet were loose He let them fly at Big Lipped Jack And cooked his royal goose Chorus 
One day while roving in the street He found an old hoop skirt He went to work at once and made a meal Of old rusty nails and dirt Chorus 
That night he took an awful cramp That settled in his feet And before the dawn that mule was gone to To walk the golden street Chorus 
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