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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
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
Baby I know that we've got trouble in the fields
When the bankers swarm like locust out there turning away our yield
The trains roll by our silos,
new John Deere
Then we'll work these farm with sweat and tears

You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow
Come harvest time, we'll work it out
There's still
Baby, I know that we got trouble in the fields 
And the bankers swarm like locusts out there, turning away our yields 
And the trains roll by our
new John Deere
Then we'll work these farm with sweat and tears

You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow
Come harvest time, we'll work it out
There's still
the weather be fair or will it rain all the time
Will the lightenin' strike when me 'n my blonde walks by
What I want to know is this goodbye
Now baby you
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
to testify
Born in a depression
Born out of good luck
Born into misery
- In the back of a truck..

I'm telling you this mister
Don't be put off by looks
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
And Louise holds a handful of rain
Tempting you to defy it

Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
Mademoiselle, where in hell can you be?

Leave a sign on your door
Out to lunch ever more
In a royce or a van, wrapped in mink coats or rain
Anyway that you
When they opened up the strip
I was young and full of zip
I wanted someplace to call my home
And so I made the race
And I staked me out a place
When they opened up the strip
I was young and full of zip
I wanted someplace to call my home
And so I made the race
And I staked me out a place
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
[Verse - Violent J]
In the name of the Witch, I cut the head off a mule
I gutted it out, put it on and then I wore it to school
That ain't the only
And Louise holds a handful of rain
Tempting you to defy it

Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip,
I wanted some place to call my own.
And so I made the race, and staked me out a place,
that ease the craze
I break a sack and blaze, headrush, rush by cause the weeds will be giving
you a whiff of the fifth that I'm sippin'
Straight rain