Me And The Mule
My old mule,
He's gota grin on his face
He's been a mule so
He's forgotten about his race
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My old mule,
He's gota grin on his face
He's been a mule so
He's forgotten about his race
Half a mile, half a mile, Half a mile onward,
Right through the Georgia troops Broke the two hundred
"Forward the Mule Brigade
Charge for the Rebs," they neighed
'Twas to a small, up-country town, When we were boys at school,
There came a circus with a clown, Likewise a bucking mule
The clown announced a scheme they had Spectators for to bring—They’d give a crown to any lad Who’d ride him round t...