There was a Camptown man who used to plow and sing
He loved that mule and the mule loved him
When the day got long as it does about now
I'd hear him singing to his muley cow
Calling come on my sweet old girl
I?d bet the whole damn world
We?re gonna make it yet to the end of the row
Singing hard times ain?t gonna rule my mind
Hard times ain?t gonna rule my mind, Bessie
Hard times ain?t gonna rule? my mind
No more
He said it's a big old world, heavy in need