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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
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
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,
I made arrest the president  America ate me 

Spoke the truth that the gov't hates me 

They labeled me a prejudice poet 

I'm speaking
on to wrangler school
With a slingshot and a saddlebag of hand-me-down tools
Doesn't want to look like a fool
Pass the jail without tears

Time machines,
town you know she left me a mule to ride
My baby left town you know she left me a mule to ride
Train left the station my mule let down and died, well
it back

I used to smoke cigars the very best in town
But bad luck an trouble is bound to tear me down

It's too bad, things are going so tuff with me
if we sell that new John Deere
And then we'll work these crops with sweat and tears
You'll be the mule I'll be the plow
Come harvest time we'll work
the mules to town and [A] proudly brought it [D] home Chorus: [D] I remember Tammy Jones that [A] lived the next house [D] down [G] She was in the wagon every
If we sell that 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
brought my love home from the war
In a cart pulled by white mules
The Christmas bells rang out that day
Oblivious as fools

And as the snow began
could bark 
And faster than the sun rose 
Down to the banks in an old mule car 
She took a flatboat across the shallow 

Left me in my tears to drown
native soil 
And if we sell that new John Deere then we'll work these crops with sweat and tears 

You'll be the mule, I'll be the plow 
Come harvest
(spoken)
Biffy on the drums and Dennis, you on the bass
When I count this off, ya'll give me a little Texas
Playboy type rhythm, okay
One, two,
you dark her door 
And they tell me your a ghost of a man Lord, 
I believe it's true 
And they say you had a woman once 
But she turned her back
be no mercy for you once you've lost

Now I'm all worn down by weeping
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
If I catch my opponents ever
still yearnin'
There'll be no mercy for you once you've lost

Now I'm all worn down by weeping
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
If I
If we sell that 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
Rolling back the years (years, years)
Flowing by like tears (tears, tears)
Rolling back the years (years, years)
The years I've seen before

Torn curtain
a kick like a Tennessee mule
Wake up in the mornin', hurtin' head, skinned knees
Ain't no doubt about what's puttin' a whoopin' on me

[Chorus]
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by, walk on by

Make believe
that you don't see the tears
through the whirlpools
of trees and floating cars
behind a winter coated mule
down record breaking falls

Into oblivion's open jaws
standing by
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by, walk on by

Make believe
That you don't see the tears
If you see me walking down the street 
And I start to cry each time we meet 
Walk on by, walk on by 

Make believe 
That you don't see the tears
Roger Creager

They are little more than a few old guns handed down the line.
Once owned by my Nana and Papa, but now they are mine.
They've been all