Molly be damned smote Jimmy the Harp   With a horrid little pistol and a lariat   She's goin to the bottom   And she's goin down the drain   Said she wasn't big enough to carry it      She got to get behind the Mule   In the morning and plow   She got to get behind the Mule   In the morning and plow   She got to get behind the Mule   In the morning and plow   She got to get behind the Mule   In the morning and plow      Choppity chop goes the axe in the woods   You gotta meet me by the fall down tree   Shovel of dirt upon a coffin lid   And I know they'll come lookin for me boys   And I know they'll come a-lookin for me      Got to get behind the Mule   In the morning and plow   Got to get behind the Mule   In the morning and plow   Got to get behind the Mule   In the morning and plow   Got to get behind the Mule   In the morning and plow      Big Jack Earl was 8'1   He stood in the road and he cried   He couldn't make her love him   Couldn't make her stay   But tell the good Lord that he tried   (Chorus)   Dusty trail from Atchison to Placerville   On the wreck of the Weaverville stage   Beaula fired on Beatty for a lemonade   I was stirring my brandy with a nail boys   Stirring my brandy with a nail   (Chorus)   Well the rampaging sons of the widow James   Jack the cutter and the pock marked kid   Had to stand naked at the bottom   Of the cross   And tell the good lord what they did   Tell the good lord what they did   (Chorus)   Punctuated birds on the power line   In a Studebaker with the Birdie Joe Joaks   I'm diggin all the way to China   With a silver spoon   While the hangman fumbles with the noose, boys   The hangman fumbles with the noose   (Chorus)   Pin your ear to the wisdom post   Pin your eye to the line   Never let the weeds get higher   Than the garden   Always keep a sapphire in your mind   Always keep a diamond in your mind   (Chorus)