Lyrics:
She caught the Katy and left me a mule to ride
She caught the Katy and left me a mule to ride
Well, my baby caught the Katy, she left me a mule
almost
anything—it's a mean, nasty, Republican town.
[Sung]
The best kind of shoes to express bold views
Are strapless mules in assertive hues
Like
me a mule to ride
The train pulled out and I swung behind
Oh I love her, that hard-headed woman of mine
Well now, my baby she's long, oh yeah, you
She caught the Katy
And left me a mule to ride
She caught the Katy
And left me a mule to ride
Now my baby caught the Katy
Left me a mule to ride
She caught the Katy
And left me a mule to ride
She caught the Katy
And left me a mule to ride
Now my baby caught the Katy
Left me a mule to ride
She caught the Katy
Left me a mule to ride
She caught the Katy
Left me a mule to ride
Well, my baby caught the Katy
Left me a mule to ride
a knotty-headed girl
Tell you the reason why
'Cause every time she combed her head
The nap begin to fly
Now if I had a Northern wife
I'll tell you what
Take a few M-16s to the hood
Pass 'em all out on the block, what's good?
I'ma put the Compton swap meet by the White House
Republican run up, get
Good morning captain good morning son
Do you need another mule skinner
Out on your new road line
Well I like to work
I'm rolling all the time
Good morning captain good morning son
Do you need another mule skinner
Out on your new road line
Well I like to work
I'm rolling all the time
Good morning captain good morning son
Do you need another mule skinner
Out on your new road line
Well I like to work
I'm rolling all the time
the stops
Tell all the bangers to fuck up the opps
Tell all the cops they can quit or get shot
Tell the Republicans suck on a dick
Tell the Democrats suck
egotistic old fashioned politician
Young republicans will change the government
Young republican will rule the world
Young republicans can make the world safe
Good morning captain good morning son
Do you need another mule skinner
Out on your new road line
Well I like to work
I'm rolling all the time
the glow of a harvest moon
A master of his own, never bent the knee nor bowed
And he's headed for the trees if we don't call him now
He is the last mule in
I lost my car to the Riverside Drive
Last seen headed up the Upper West side
138th Street or 139
What's yours is theirs
What's theirs was mine
Jerry,
I gotta pull this timber 'fore the sun go down
Headed cross that river 'fore the [bad word] 'round
Drag it on down that dusty [bad word] on Jerry
become a fool
'Cause I listen to the mule
How can I change when my mind
Is a friend of a Lucifer hid in the ground
Just another slave for the mule
the Democrats are that and Republicans are this
I need to find another hostess to give me a kiss
Find another keg; another kind of beer
Wherever I belong I'm
We don't got no love for ya'll,
We don't care if you brawl,
We don't care if you fall,
We're headed straight for a Squall
We don't got no love for
40 mules 40 acres
Glass ceilings with some pay cuts
40 mules for the acres
Ima need my check in advance man
I'm invested in my best plan
Stoic
Man I
I'm headed in the right direction
Got no time for making wrong decisions
What could give me such a sense of mission
Only love..... could've brought
to change an election, that was very legit
Then Republicans actively tried to bury the shit//
The place I call home has become increasingly partisan
Of my people still wa iting on 40 acres and a mule
And now they waiting for reparations. Its deserved
But observe
You cant get liberation from legislation
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