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 aplenty
 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