Chuck Berry the man and the donkey

The man and the donkey
Down the road came a tired little donkey
Much he was loaded 'til his head hung down
Upon this back so heavy set a big man
Singing such a sad song as he rode into town
And the man, the man sing to the donkey
But he sing such a sad song and the guitar, he broke
The donkey stop, the man, he reach to get a big jug
Him and the donkey take a sip o' the drink
Down the road, oh, the dancing donkey
Head swinging so high, all the pain now gone
The mang he sing, some song was a gay song
And the little donkey kept a-dancing on
Down the road was the man and the donkey
So good feel the donkey, so gay was the man
How plain when the wind blow
Was the sound of the gay song
When the man and the donkey kept a-moving on down the road