Down where that Southern rail crosses the Yellow Dog
I met an old auctioneer I heard his monologue
He said I got horses I got mules and I got sheep
Some I want to sell boy and some I want to keep

Says I got a tale or two that I need to tell
Sit down beside me and rest yourself a spell
I’ve lived a good long life and I’ve got no regrets
Let me tell my story before I forget

Look down that lonesome road before you travel on
I hate to say goodbye so I’ll just say so long

See the way that bay horse rides seems just like a sin
That horse is broke in two he lost his coupling pin
Yonder there’s a man a-comin’ bless his poor heart son
His head’s all empty his bread is just not done

Look at that old mule there the one with one life left
He’s about half blind but there’s work in that mule yet
He pulls a heavy load boys I know him well
They never did give that mule no back up bell

They say whisky slows you down it clouds up your thinking
but as long as they make whisky I’d say we keep on drinking
long as life keeps hitting hard a drink will help you take it
long as we drink whisky they’ll continue to make it

Some folks have to slow down If they are maimed or lame
Other folks keep moving they keep rocking on just the same
I walk like an old fox and shake my big old tail
Even though there’s a hell hound he’s sniffing on my trail

Just kick this old dog make real sure he’s dead
You’ll find another dog don’t hang your little head
Gonna be a lot of livin’ after I am gone
I’ll leave a little for you son come get you share done

[1] Down where that Southern rail crosses the Yellow [4] Dog
[1] I met an old auctioneer I [5] heard his mono-[1]-logue
He said I got horses I got mules and I got [4] sheep
[1] Some I want to sell boy and [5] some I want to [1] keep

[5] Says I got a [1] tale or two [5] that I need to [1] tell
[5] Sit down be-[1]-side me and [5] rest yourself a [1] spell
[5] I’ve lived a [1] good long life and [5] I’ve got no re-[1]-grets
[5] Let me tell my [1] story be-[5]-fore I for-[1]-get

[1] Look down that lonesome road before you travel [4] on
[1] I hate to say goodbye so [5] I’ll just say so [1] long

See the way that bay horse rides seems just like a sin
That horse is broke in two he lost his coupling pin
Yonder there’s a man a-comin’ bless his poor heart son
His head’s all empty his bread is just not done

Look at that old mule there the one with one life left
He’s about half blind but there’s work in that mule yet
He pulls a heavy load boys I know him well
They never did give that mule no back up bell

They say whisky slows you down it clouds up your thinking
but as long as they make whisky I’d say we keep on drinking
long as life keeps hitting hard a drink will help you take it
long as we drink whisky they’ll continue to make it

Some folks have to slow down If they are maimed or lame
Other folks keep moving they keep rocking on just the same
I walk like an old fox and shake my big old tail
Even though there’s a hell hound he’s sniffing on my trail

Just kick this old dog make real sure he’s dead
You’ll find another dog don’t hang your little head
Gonna be a lot of livin’ after I am gone
I’ll leave a little for you son come get you share done