Old Gray Mule

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My unc - le had an old gray mule his name was Si - mon Slick. 'Bout
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an - y - thing I ev - er did see was how that mule could kick! Woah!
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Mule! Woah! Woah that mule I say. Keep your seat Miss Li-za. I ain't got long to stay.
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went to feed that mule one day he met me with a smile. He

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backed one ear and winked one eye and kicked me half a mile. Woah!
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Mule! Woah! Woah that mule I say. Keep your seat Miss Li - za. I ain't got long to stay.
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Now this mule was a big one. He weighed ten thou -sand pounds.
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Ev 'ry tooth he had in his head was eigh - teen in - ches 'round. Woah!
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Mule! Woah! Woah that mule I say. Keep your seat Miss Li - za. I ain't got long to stay.
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took him to the Black -smith's shop to get his mouth made small. He
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op -ened his mouth took a yawn and swal -lowed Black -smith, shop and all. Woah!
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Mule! Woah! Woah that mule I say. Keep your seat Miss Li - za. I ain't got long to stay.
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Woah!
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Mule! Woah! Woah that mule I say. Keep your seat Miss Li - za. I ain't got long to stay.