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Last night when I come home |
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I was tired as a man could be |
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There was a mule in my stable |
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Where my mule was suppose to be |
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I said wake up, baby |
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And explain all this stuff to me |
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Whose mule's there in my stable |
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Where my mule is suppose to be |
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She said; you must be silly |
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But daddy, you ain't talking right |
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Why don't you open up your eyes and see |
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There ain't nothing but a milk cow that my grandmother sent to me |
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I've been all over the world |
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>From the Golf from Mexico I've never seen no milk cow |
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With a saddle on the back before. |
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Well, the next night when I come home |
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I was tired as a man could be |
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There was a coat on my hanger |
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Where my coat was suppose to be |
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I said; Wake up, little girl |
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And explain all this stuff to me |
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Who's coats there on my hanger |
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Where my coat is suppose to be |
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She said; you must be silly |
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But daddy, you ain't talking right |
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Why don't you open up your eyes and see |
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There ain't nothing but a blanket that my mother in law sent to me |
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I've been all over the world |
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And the Golf from Mexico |
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I ain't never seen no blanket |
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With two sleeves on in before |
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Well no, the next night when I come home |
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I was tired and I wanted to sleep |
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There was a hat on my dresser |
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Where my hat was suppose to be |
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I said; Wake up, darling |
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And explain all these stuff to me |
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Who's hat's there on dresser |
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Where my hat is suppose to be |
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She said, you must be silly |
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But daddy you ain't talking right |
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Why don't you open up your eyes and see |
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There ain't nothing but a wash bag |
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That my grandmother sent to me |
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I've been all over the world |
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And the Golf from Mexico |
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I ain't never seen no wash bag |
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With a hat band around it before. |
