Classic Poem

1

Whoa mule; aint you got no sense?
Keep jammin dis cart up to dis fence
Don't you know you'll break it down?
You's de biggest fool mule in dis town.

2

Anybody dat looks at you
Can see you is country thru and thru
A city mule has got some sense
You never see him jammin de fence.

3

When his boss says to him " be still "
He, stops right then and obeys his will
He gently turns his head around
To see if his boss is on the ground.

4

He stands up jes where he is placed
He looks a street car in de face
He winks at autos passing by
From motorcycles he will not shy.

5

I know you've seen a car befo,
Don't you hear me keep saying whoa!!
I'll take dis stick and bust yo hide,
You act so daw-gonned country-fied.

6

Now when I get up from my seat,
You stand bolt upright on yo feet;
And let these city mules find out,
That you are not a country clout.

7

Mule, are you really trving to pout,
Or are you trying to pitch me out?
The mo I talk to you bout sense;
The mo you jams into this fence.

8

You think that you'll have some fun,
But mule, my business you can't run;
I'll tell you when I want to go,
Stand up I tell you; I mean whoa!!