Letras de 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-tongued gamblers
Listen to my tale
It won't take long to sing you my song
Full of trouble and despair
So fare thee well you troubadours
Whose pockets have no lining
I could 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 hand
And into the wood we wander
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 the road is rocky and hard
Full of dangers unrelenting
Just take great care to follow your star
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