A dusty day in this old town
A hazy yellow eye looks down
A buzzing bee's the only lazy sound
I take the grass, she hits the hay
The two of us drift through the day
A butterfly, a sigh, and it's flick away
I know we're 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
We know we're 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're nobody's fool, and it's cool
I close my eyes, yeah I feel alright
Must be close to 95
Got my shade from a good old hat that's made of hide
One more day in God's good sun
We won't move for anyone
Spend our lazy days and ways just turning on
I'm looking down, there's my old mule
Stubborn nag, but no, no one's fool
She's my only friend and she's cool
My old mule, nobody's fool
Family, 1969
