I once knew a Southern man, By the name of Solomon flick,

voice; guitarsCollected by Max Hunter Transcribed by James Lee Sung by Loman Cansler Parkville, Missouri October 18, 1957 Reel 235, Item 6 The Kicking Mule I once knew a Southern man, By the name of Solomon flick, He owned a . . . kicking mule, Oh how that mule could kick. She kicked my sweetheart in the jaw, She kicked a yellow dog, She kicked a tomcat over the fence, That bad mule's name was Maud. He hitched her up one morning, And drove her down to town, That mule cut loose to kicking, Just to let him know she was around. She beat up several chinamen, She broke an elephant's back, She stopped a Texas T. P. train, And kicked it off the track. A policeman tried to arrest her, And take her down to jail, He made a flying leap at her, And grabbed her by the tail. That mule cut loose to kicking, That policeman where was he, She kicked him out of his britches, He certainly earned his fee. And when Maud dies and goes to heaven, My heart for her will yearn, For I know Maud's going to heaven, Cause she's too tough to burn.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation