Cat. #0002 (MFH #337) - As sung by Loman Cansler, Parkville, Missouri on October 18, 1957
VERSE 1
I once knew a southern farmer
By the name of Solomon Slick
He owned a rat-tail kicking mule
O, how th mule could kick
VERSE 2
She kicked my sweetheart in th jaw
She kicked a yella dawg
She kicked a tom-cat o'er th fence
That bad mule's name was Maude
VERSE 3
He hitched her up one morning
And drove her down to town
That mule cut loose to kickin'
Just to let him know she was around
VERSE 4
She beat up several Chinamen
She broke an elephants back
She stopped a Texas T. P. train
And kicked it off the track
VERSE 5
A policeman tried to arrest her
And take her down to jail
He made a flyin' leap at her
An' grabbed her by th tail
VERSE 6
That mule cut loose to kickin'
Policeman where was he
Well, she kicked him out'a his britches
He certainly earned his fee
VERSE 7
And when Maude dies and goes to Heaven
My heart for her will yearn
For I know Maudes gone to Heaven
Cause, she's to tough to burn
Mr. Cansler said he used to hear his Grandfather sing this song too.