(CHORUS) Whoa mule, whoa mule, we´re dirty but were 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
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My own true love is a raven haired girl Whose 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
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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