Dat Mule ob Brudder Wright's
Dar's plenty t'ings to write erbout, Bof in en out ob skool, 'Cept taken fo' a subject, En ol' en stubborn mule.
But de one I specs to write erbout, Ain't ob de stubborn kin'; A fus class critter out en out, Beats eny mule in line.
At eny kin' ob wuk he's good,— Kin put him to de plow, Or take him out to haulin' wood, He'll wuk from hour to hour.
Hitch him wid anodder mule, Or let him pull alone, Eny whar you put him Dis ol' mule is at home.
You see him to de buggy, In de mornin's cle'r en bright, Put him to de cart, It is his heart's delight.
Eny whar you take him, He'll make hisse'f at home, Eny whar you hitch him, He'll stan' en will not roam.
Will I tell you who he 'longs to? Sho, wid delight, He is de splendid property Ob brudder Henry Wright.
Dar's odder mules in town, But none so gay en spry, Hitch him to de sulky En he kin sholy fly.