(Waits/Brennan) 

Molly be damned smote Jimmy the Harp 
With a horrid little pistol and a lariat 
She's goin to the bottom 
And she's goin down the drain 
Said she wasn't big enough to carry it 

She got to get behind the Mule 
In the morning and plow 
She got to get behind the Mule 
In the morning and plow 
She got to get behind the Mule 
In the morning and plow 
She got to get behind the Mule 
In the morning and plow 

Choppity chop goes the axe in the woods 
You gotta meet me by the fall down tree 
Shovel of dirt upon a coffin lid 
And I know they'll come lookin for me boys 
And I know they'll come a-lookin for me 

Got to get behind the Mule 
In the morning and plow 
Got to get behind the Mule 
In the morning and plow 
Got to get behind the Mule 
In the morning and plow 
Got to get behind the Mule 
In the morning and plow 

Big Jack Earl was 8'1 
He stood in the road and he cried 
He couldn't make her love him 
Couldn't make her stay 
But tell the good Lord that he tried 
(Chorus) 
Dusty trail from Atchison to Placerville 
On the wreck of the Weaverville stage 
Beaula fired on Beatty for a lemonade 
I was stirring my brandy with a nail boys 
Stirring my brandy with a nail 
(Chorus) 
Well the rampaging sons of the widow James 
Jack the cutter and the pock marked kid 
Had to stand naked at the bottom 
Of the cross 
And tell the good lord what they did 
Tell the good lord what they did 
(Chorus) 
Punctuated birds on the power line 
In a Studebaker with the Birdie Joe Joaks 
I'm diggin all the way to China 
With a silver spoon 
While the hangman fumbles with the noose, boys 
The hangman fumbles with the noose 
(Chorus) 
Pin your ear to the wisdom post 
Pin your eye to the line 
Never let the weeds get higher 
Than the garden 
Always keep a sapphire in your mind 
Always keep a diamond in your mind 
(Chorus)