No Mules Fool

Umbrellas out. One, two, three, Do it together. Dusty day in this old town. Easy yellow eye looks down. Buzzing bees the only lazy sound. I take the grass, he hits the hay. The two of us drift through the day. A butterfly, a sigh, and it's flicked away. Nobody's lazy, lots of people say so. But one day they're gonna see. We're only doing whatever makes us happy. We're sitting here, Me and my mule. We make our own rules, and it's cool. Whoa, oh, Oh. Me and my mule. Yeah. Nobody's lazy, lots of people say so. But one day they're, they're gonna see. We're only doing whatever makes us happy. Oh, we're sitting here, Me and my mule. Where nobody's fool, and it's cool. I close my eyes, yeah, feel all right. Must be close to noon, flight. I get my shade from a good old hat That's made from hide. One more day in God's good sun. We won't look for any more. Spend our lazy days and ways just chilling out. I'm looking down at my old mule. A stubborn animal, no, no one's fool. He's my only friend, and he's cool. Ooh. Ooh, My old mule. Oh, nobody's fool. My old mule. Oh, Nobody's fool. Hey, my old mule. No, no, no, nobody's fool. My old mule. Ooh, Ooh. Yeah. Ooh, Yeah. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Ah, ah, My Old