I got an old mule and her name is Sal.
Fifteen miles on the Erie C!@#^.
She's a good old worker and a good old pal.

Fifteen miles on the Erie C!@#^.
(Ha-ummm.)


We've hauled some barges in our day,
Filled with lumber, coal, and hay.
And every inch of the way we know,

From Albany 1 to Buffalo 2 .
(Ha-ummm.)


((Low bridge,)) everybody ((down.))
((Low bridge,)) for we're coming to a town.
(Ha-ummm.)


We were forty miles from Albany,
Forget that I never shout.

(I never shout.)
What a terrible storm,
We had that night.

((On the Eee-rye-eee C!@#^.))

The Eee-rye-eee was a-risin',

The gin was a-gettin' low.
(Was gettin' low.)
And I scarcely think,

I'll get a drink,
((Till we get to Buffalo.))


[Short instrumental break (same as intro).]

I got an old mule and her name is Sal.

Fifteen miles on the Erie C!@#^.
She's a good old worker and a good old pal.
Fifteen miles on the Erie C!@#^.

(Ha-ummm.)

We've hauled some barges in our day,

Filled with lumber, coal, and hay.
And every inch of the way we know,
From Albany to Buffalo.

(Ha-ummm.)

((Low bridge,)) everybody ((down.))

((Low bridge,)) for we're coming to a town.
And you'll always know your neighbor,
And you'll always know your pal,

If ya ever navigated
((On the Eee-rye-eee C!@#^.))