This Old White Mule Of Mine

<p>Well a way up high in the mountains<br/>In the kingdom of the Pine<br/>I lived with the best old pal I know<br/>That old white mule of mine<br/><br/>When they have a dance in the valley<br/>I quit my job at the still<br/>I climb aboard my old white mule<br/>An go ridin&#x27; down the hill<br/><br/>Oh his back&#x27;s caved in and he&#x27;s mighty thin<br/>But his legs are strong and fine<br/>I sing a song as we go along<br/>This old white mule of mine<br/><br/>He shares my joys and sorrows<br/>He shares my bed and my wine<br/>He even wants to share my girl<br/>But that&#x27;s where I draw the line<br/>The other night we quarreled<br/>And I called him a nasty name<br/>So he kicked me down the mountain side<br/>But I love him just the same<br/><br/>Oh his back&#x27;s caved in and he&#x27;s mighty thin<br/>But his legs are strong and fine<br/>So I sing a song as he carries me on<br/>This old white mule of mine<br/><br/>Well the judgment day&#x27;s a-coming<br/>And the Golden Stars I&#x27;ll climb<br/>I know St. Peter will welcome me<br/>And this old white mule of mine<br/><br/>Oh his back&#x27;s caved in and he&#x27;s mighty thin<br/>But his legs are strong and fine<br/>I sing my song as he carries me on<br/>This old white mule of mine