another mule skinner Down on your new mud run? Hey hey yeah Yodel-a-ee-he-he He-he-he-he-he-he Well I'm a lady mule skinner From down old Tennessee
on in far-off quarters As a God everything was filled to excess As a man he settled for less Here lies the rabbit skinner God love the rabbit skinner
A skyhole here, the sun's let in It melts the ice, it melts my skin The oceans rise, the lands recede Cities crumble, vermin feed We will all go together
THE MIDDAY SKY WAS GREY AND PURPLE AT LEAST IT WASN'T BLUE FOR I HAVE BEEN A LOST AND LONELY AND WHAT I DO I WANT THE SKY TO BE THE WAY I AM SAILOR ON
Black cars come and black cars go full of secrets you will never know tires hiss in the rain be feels through the night? shadows move behind the glass
Come on lay your hands on me Feel the will of God's TV I will save you every one And you can pay me when I'm done 100,000 Jesus Children All dressed up
Gonna take a message to mother Tell her that I'll be home soon Let her know I'm still undercover Hiding out behind the moon The selling of America Its
There was a crooked man and he wore a crooked smile He built a crooked highway and it ran for miles and miles With money from the revenue and sponsorship
(Blue Yodel No. 8)
Traditional, arranged by Arlo Guthrie Come all you old time cowboys And listen to my song Please do not grow weary I'll not detain you long Concerning
Good morning captain, good morning son Do you need another mule skinner out on your new road line? I like working I'm rolling all the time I can pop
Good mornin' foreman, good mornin' boss Do you need another mule skinner With a blacksnake whip to toss Yodel lay, ee ee, ee hee ee Lord, I been workin
you Do you need another mule skinner Down on your new mud run Ha, ha, hip, ee, ee......... CHORUS Well, I'm an old mule skinner From down Kentucky
need another mule skinner Down on your new mud run hey hey yeah Yodel-a-ee-he-he He-he-he-he-he-he Well I'm a lady mule skinner From down old Tennessee
Good morning, Captain Good morning, Shine Do you need another mule skinner Out on your new mud line? I like to work I'm rolling all the time I can carve
Come all you old time cowboys And listen to my song Please do not grow weary I'll not detain you long Concerning some wild cowboys Who did agree to go
, Christ! How I cut my thumb! While skinning the dam old stinkers our lives they had no show, For the Indians watched to pick us off while skinning the
(Instrumental)
