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Artists:

Gov't Mule · Mule Train


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Mule (Alice Donut) · Dark Side of the Mule (Gov't Mule) · Gov't Mule (Gov't Mule) · Mule Train: The Best Of Frankie Laine (Frankie Laine) · Mule Skinner Blues (The Fendermen) · Mule Train: 25 Greatest Hits & Favorites (Tennessee Ernie Ford) · Mule Train [Polygram] (Frankie Laine) · Mule Variations [Japan Bonus Tracks] (Tom Waits) · Dub Side of the Mule [2015] (Gov't Mule) · Dub Side of the Mule [Deluxe] (Gov't Mule) – and 20 other albums »


to get behind the mule in the morning and plow
Get behind the mule in the morning and plow

Choppity-chop goes the axe in the woods
You gotta meet me by
wasn't big enough to carry it

She got to get behind the mule, yeah
In the morning and plow
Got to get behind the mule in the morning and plow
You got
Monroe in the movie "Singing Guns" and by Gene Autry in "Mule Train"
-nominated for an Academy Award
-Words and Music by Johnny Lange, Hy Heath, and Fred
TWO MULES PULL THIS WAGON
WRITER JOHNNY RUSSELL

Well you come home most every night as grouchy as can be
And start right in a pickin' on our little
Monroe in the movie "Singing Guns" and by Gene Autry in "Mule Train"
-nominated for an Academy Award
-Words and Music by Johnny Lange, Hy Heath, and Fred
Plugged sixteen shells from a thirty-ought-six
And the Black Crow snuck through a hole in the sky
So I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule
And I
[Chorus]
Whoa mule, whoa mule, we're dirty but were dreaming
Whoa mule, whoa mule, we'll both get there someday

All you ramblers, you silk
Plugged 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
And the black crow flew through
A hole in the sky
And I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule
And I
When my baby she left me,
Left me with a mule to ride,
When my baby she left me,
Left me with a mule to ride,
When that train left the station,
Wagon train, mile-long train
Four hundred mules, six hundred men
They didn't know the devil was in
This mile-long train, wagon train

A man in
I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
And a black crow snuck through
A hole in the sky
So I spent all my buttons on an
Old pack mule
And I
I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
And a black crow snuck through
A hole in the sky
So I spent all my buttons on an
Old pack mule
And I
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
Cause the bridge's washed out at the bottom of the hill
Big Creek's up Little Creek's level 
Plow my
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule

A mule is an animal
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule

A mule is
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule?

A mule is
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule

A mule is
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule?

A mule is
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
'Cause the bridge's washed out at the bottom of the hill
Big Creek's up and Little Creek's level plow my
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule?

A mule is
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule

A mule is
a - stubborn streak

And by the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
Stay A Little Longer Lyrics
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill
Cause the bridge's washed out at the bottom of the hill
Big Creek's up
Love can be driven to violence 
From what once seemed so tame 
Wearing his dinner this evening 
Jolly comes home again 

The mule's sitting by