Arkansas Mule Lyrics

They said he killed a man in West Fork, he had no choice but to run

Or they'd hang him in the gallows before the setting of the evening sun

He was an innocent man but they'd framed him outta the truth

So he threw a saddlebag on the back of that Arkansas Buckskin Mule

She was tall and strong lean and long

Sturdy as an iron tool

Ain't a horse alive that could draw his eye from

That Arkansas buckskin mule

In the heat of an Ozark night they forded the river White

Flowing stirrup deep under the glow of the moonlight

Headed east into the bluffs where the bears suckle their young

Made her walk backwards on her track and then hooked it SOUTH!

She was tall and strong lean and long

Flashy as she was cool

Ain't a horse alive that could draw his eye from

That Arkansas buckskin mule

And on through the week he kept on moving

On the back of the best to ever do it

In the month of May, they were cutting hay on the banks of the Fouche La Fay.

They waved him down for a bite of a chow and a sit around the flame

That's when he heard the welcomed word that his name had been cleared

And he turned and grinned at his old friend and gave her a scratch behind the ears

She was tall and strong lean and long

Faithful as a rule

Ain't a horse alive that could draw his eye from

That Arkansas buckskin mule

Ain't a horse alive he'd trade or buy for

That Arkansas buckskin mule