Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom Waits
Vocals
Charlie Musselwhite
Harmonica
Larry Taylor
Bass
Smokey Hormel
Guitar
Stephen Hodges
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Waits
Songwriter
Kathleen Brennan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darren Kramer
Engineer
Heather Fremling
Engineer
Holly Ferguson
Engineer
Jacquire King
Mixing Engineer
Jeff Sloan
Engineer
Kathleen Brennan
Producer
Oz Fritz
Mixing Engineer
Tom Waits
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Molly be damned, smote Jimmy the harp
With a horrid little pistol and a Lariat
She goin' to the bottom and she goin' down the drain
Said she wasn't big enough to carry it
[Verse 2]
She got to get behind the mule, yeah, in the mornin' and plow
Got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
You got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
[Verse 3]
Choppity-chop goes the axe in the woods
You got to meet me by the fall down tree
Shovel the dirt upon the coffin lid
And I know they'll come a-lookin' for me, boys
I know they'll come a-lookin' for me
[Verse 4]
Got to get behind the mule, yeah, in the mornin' and plow
Got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
[Verse 5]
Well, big Jack Earl was eight feet one
And he stood in the road and cried
He couldn't make her love him and couldn't make her stay
But tell the good Lord that he tried
[Verse 6]
Got to get behind the mule, yeah, in the mornin' and plow
Get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
You got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
[Verse 7]
Dusty trail from Aitchison to Placerville
On the wreck of the Weaverville stage
Beatified beauty for a lemonade
I was stirrin' my brandy with a nail, boys
Stirrin' my brandy with a nail
[Verse 8]
Got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
You got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
[Verse 9]
Well, the rampagin' sons of the widow James
Jack the cutter and the pock marked kid
They had to stand naked at the bottom of the cross
And tell the good Lord what they did
And tell the good Lord what they did
[Verse 10]
You got to get behind the mule, yeah, in the mornin' and plow
Get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
You got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
[Verse 11]
Punctuated birds on the power line
In a Studebaker with Birdie Joe Oakes
I'm diggin' all the way to China with a silver spoon
While the hangman fumbles with the noose, boys
A hangman fumbles with the noose
[Verse 12]
You got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
You got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
[Verse 13]
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
[Verse 14]
You got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
You got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Got to get behind the mule in the mornin' and plow
Written by: Kathleen Brennan, Tom Waits