Arkansas Mule

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