Cat. #1378 (MFH #337) - As sung by Reba Dearmore, Gaithersburg, Maryland on December 31, 1971
VERSE 1
There was a farmers little son
His name was Simon Slick
He owned a rat-tail kickin' mule
O, how that mule could kick
VERSE 2
He hitched her up one morning
N' drove her down to town
She let out t' kickin'
Split them bushes round
VERSE 3
She kicked th baby on th jaw
She kicked a yeller dog
She kicked th tom-cat over th fence
This bad mules name was Maude
VERSE 4
A feller at Saint Louis
Had saw 'er at th fair
She kicked a poor ole sign maw
Till he had no place to work
VERSE 5
Now, Maude went up to th pearly gate
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There's no mules in paradise
But kicked herself to, hail-la-luia