While jumping on a wagon when as a boy,
There was a mule kicking up its heels in joy.
It thought it was going places it hadn't been
Then comes along some chicks with mother hen.
The mule got nervous and let out a neigh
No way was it going with the chicks in the way.
The chicks were shooed then mother hen jumped on me,
"Look -a-here,boy, let my chicks be!"
The mule didn't like mother hen's fluttering wings.
It took off down the road with wagon full of things.
They were bounced and jostled off into a ditch.
T'was then I wondered would dad come with a switch.
Suddenly the reins got caught in a wheel
And boy was I glad for the wagon to be still.
But that old mule kicked the single-tree
And the chains came loose ,the mule ran free.
Running down the road I screamed after the mule
shaking my fist, I said,"Mule we'er gonnah have a duel!"
Lucky for me, it was then I awoke.
T'was all a dream ending with happy betoke,
Now I wouldn't get a switching for shooing the chicks
And wouldn't be laughed at by other country hicks.
But I was prepared to pad my pants
When that switch across my butt would dance.
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