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Mule Sknner

It was a warm day in Autumn
our crops had done so well.
She saddled up her little pinto
and took a ride into the hills
I was out back working young stock
When that pony galloped up
I said oh God oh God please spare me
I found her body in the dust
I remember springtime on the Brazos
where she would lay with me flowers in her hair
Oh I remember how she used to love me
But now i’m just a......
Mule Skinner
bring your wagon home
Mule Skinner
Why you always roam?
It was three men they told me
Saddle tramps running from the law
They caught her down by the creek bed
and took their turns with her
I walked away from our homestead
I set fire to that empty house
I let the colts and all my mares loose
I’ve lost my mind I have no doubt
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Wasted many years a searching
every ranch every bunkhouse
My heart is filled with hate and revenge
The flame in my heart will never go out
So many trails and tears I’ve traveled
Chisholm, Goodnite to Abilene.
But when I close my eyes to sleep at night.
Her pretty face still haunts my dreams
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There’s no comfort on this wagon
I curse and crack my whip all day
I cook the grub and mend the cowboys
the trail boss doesn’t know my name
So many trails and tears I’ve traveled
Chisholm, Goodnite to Abilene.
But when I close my eyes to sleep at night.
Her pretty face still haunts my dreams
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