Last Mule in the Holler
The Last Mule's Tale: A Harvest Moon Journey
Lyrics
By the age of 36 he had done all he would do
By the age of 36, he had completed all his life's endeavors.
He'd run away from one home, had the scars to show it too
He had fled from one home and bore visible scars as evidence of his struggles.
A red headed danger he had always fought the bit
A danger with red hair, he consistently resisted restraint or control.
Blue ribbon in his prime, but old age has settled in
Once a top performer, he is now experiencing the effects of old age.
Never out to pasture this old life will end too soon
His life, like an old mule, will come to an end prematurely.
And he's running with the fillies in the glow of a harvest moon
He engages in activities with young horses under the light of a harvest moon.
A master of his own, never bent the knee nor bowed
Independent and self-reliant, he never submitted or yielded.
And he's headed for the trees if we don't call him now
If not called back, he will head towards the trees, signifying a departure.
He is the last mule in the holler, aw come on boys let's call him
He is the last mule in the holler, and there's a call to bring him back.
Aw. come on mule come home
An urging appeal for the mule to return home.
No longer does he ride he is all but retired
No longer actively participating, he is effectively retired.
And he's plowed his own grave in a field of muck and mire
He has metaphorically prepared his own grave in challenging and dirty conditions.
A long life of show as the Muleskinner's Dream
A lifetime in the show business, symbolized by the Muleskinner's Dream.
And he's took his final rest under peaceful pastures green
He has found his final rest in peaceful, green pastures.
He is the last mule in the holler, aw come on boys let's call him
Reiteration that he is the last mule in the holler, prompting a collective call.
Aw. come on mule come home
A plea for the mule to come home once again.
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