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That old mule laid down and died.

Just give my baby,
A brand new twenty dollar bill,
I done give my baby.
A brand new twenty dollar bill,
If that
to control the world and keep their power
They all live like royalty at the expense of you and me

Right now in this new world order, right now no one is
are always blue, pal of mine

Take your time, old mule, I know you're growing lame
But you'll pasture in the stars when we strike that claim
are always blue, pal of mine

Take your time, old mule, I know you're growing lame
But you'll pasture in the stars when we strike that claim
unmade

A voice speaks

The new master by will divine
By laws of freedom, trade and lies

A voice speak, the mule

But the judgment pronounced
By
where you should be, from the hills to the shore,
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust,

Break the law if you must, throw the world, only
you should be, from the hills to the shore,
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust,
Break the law if you must, throw the world, only just
you should be, from the hills to the shore,
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust,
Break the law if you must, throw the world, only just
where you should be, from the hills to the shore,
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust,

Break the law if you must, throw the world, only
you should be, from the hills to the shore,
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust,
Break the law if you must, throw the world, only just
you should be, from the hills to the shore,
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust,
Break the law if you must, throw the world, only just
Can't let ourselves be hurt by love

So tell me what I have to lose
I am ready to feel these new world blues

Dreams are only of a new world
Instead
you should be, from the hills to the shore,
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust,
Break the law if you must, throw the world, only just
you should be, from the hills to the shore,
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust,
Break the law if you must, throw the world, only just
you should be, from the hills to the shore,
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust,
Break the law if you must, throw the world, only just
only with storm
From way before sunup to way up to sundown papa walked behind that ol' mule
Until the day that they laid him away he lived by the golden
you should be, from the hills to the shore,
By the wind to my door, raise the highway dust,
Break the law if you must, throw the world, only just
on your knees
Swim or fly, only please, come back to me
On a mule, in a jet
With your hair in a net
In a towel when you're wet
I don't care, this is
on your knees
Swim or fly, only please, come back to me
On a mule, in a jet
With your hair in a net
In a towel wringing wet
I don't care, this is where
dreamily on that sentimental world and there's 
Dancing in Paradise... 
Blue green ship in turquoise bay
Swollen bauxite-red river rushing 
Stream rising
Somebody's shouting the news,
Nobody's been yawning,
Preachers all around for the blues.

Ain't it high time we went?
Ain't it high time we went?
Ain't
From hiking like an injured, aimless mule.
Do you get the urge when winter comes?

Cut.

In the blue Canadian winter, I'll follow your trail
Till
There's a blue rocking chair
Sittin' in the sand
Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands
It sways back and forth with the help of the winds,
a honky tonk Christmas
But I'll be over you by New Year's Eve
"Blue Christmas" turn it up I want to hear it
So I can unwrap all them memories in my mind
To tell the world I love you in letters eight miles high
And then I'll go to Russia to paint the Kremlin blue
To paint the world by numbers is all I want