Whoa Mule

Whoa mule, whoa mule

We're dirty but we're dreaming

Whoa mule, whoa mule

We'll both get there someday

All you ramblers, you silk tongue gamblers

Listen to my tale

It won't take long to sing you my song

Full of trouble and despair

So fair thee well, you troubadours

Whose pockets have no lining

I can tell you that all pastures stay green

But you know that I'd be lying

Whoa mule, whoa mule

We're dirty but we're dreaming

Whoa mule, whoa mule

We'll both get there someday

My own true love is a raven haired girl

Who lives way back down the hollow

I take her by her lily white hair

And into the woods we wonder

Her daddy was a river man

As mad as a hatter

Her mama, she's as soft as snow

But that don't really matter

Whoa mule, whoa mule

We're dirty but we're dreaming

Whoa mule, whoa mule

We'll both get there someday

Sometimes a road is rocky and hard

Full of dangers unrelenting

Just take great care to follow your stars

Let the good times come a plenty

Whoa mule, whoa mule

We're dirty but we're dreaming

Whoa mule, whoa mule

We'll both get there someday

Whoa mule, whoa mule

We're dirty but we're dreaming

Whoa mule, whoa mule

We'll both get there someday