Blue Mule

Lyrics: Peter Rowan
Music: Peter Rowan

Played by Jerry with Peter Rowan in Old And In The Way, and by Peter Rowan with Muleskinner

Riding with the wind
She's come and gone again

Some say she came from Georgia
Some say from Tennessee
But there never was another like my old blue mule
Lord knows there'll never be

She could jump right over a mountain
She could outrun a diesel train
Her mother was that blue ox, babe
She was born in the eye of a hurricane

And the only race my blue mule ran
Was down in Tennessee
Against Molly and the Tenbrooks (?)
All the people came to see

Now Tenbrooks was the favourite
People said I was a fool
Riding high, wide and handsome
On my pretty blue mule

Hey, hey, hey blue mule
Riding with the wind
She's come and gone again
Hey, hey, hey blue mule
Ride on
Ride on blue mule

Well around the track like a whirlpool
Old Molly took the lead
Then Tenbooks nosed on out ahead
Boys, there was a wild stampede

Coming into the final lap
Neck and neck it was a duel
My blue mule started flying
Which was against the rules

When we hit the finish line
For the very last time around
I swear my blue mule she came out in front
Fifty feet from the ground

The crowd was cheering Tenbrooks
It was a sight to see
But overhead and out of sight
Was my old blue mule and me

Hey, hey, hey blue mule
Riding with the wind
She's come and gone again
Hey, hey, hey blue mule
Ride on
Ride on blue mule

Well she never knew that race was run
She never came back down
She won that race in outer space
Not on solid ground

So when you hear a storm a-raging
And you hear a storm a-wailing
It's me riding on my old blue mule
With lighting stinging her tail

Hey, hey, hey blue mule
Riding with the wind
She's come and gone again
Hey, hey, hey blue mule
Ride on down
Ride, ride, ride

Ride, ride, ride
Ride on blue mule
Ride, ride on