Pete Seeger - Old Grey Mule lyrics

My uncle had a old grey mule His name was Simon Slick About anything you ever did see Was how that mule could kick Whoa, mule, whoa! Whoa that mule I say Keep your seat, Miss Liza Ain't got long to stay I went to feed that mule one day He met me with a smile He backed one ear, winked one eye And kicked me half a mile Now this mule was a big one He weighed ten thousand pounds Every tooth he had in his head Was eighteen inches round I took him to the blacksmith shop To get his mouth made small Hе opened his mouth, took a yawn Swallowed blacksmith shop and all