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El Mule
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The wind cuts through my coat
It's the coldest of days
I don't know where to go
I've got to get out of this place
Those old church bells will ring
Like they do every day
And the choir will sing
And I'll be gone away
Six bucks in my pocket
And my lonely name
The world don't know who I am
And it's all just the same
Still I don't know
If I'm gonna leave
'Cause I'm not sure quite what it is
I'm supposed to be
I wake up every morning
In a place I don't belong
Been around for far too long
I'll bum a cigarette
And put my mind at rest
If you put me on that highway I'm gone
I wake up every morning
In a place I don't belong
Been around for far too long
I'll bum a cigarette
And put my mind at rest
You put me on that highway I'm gone
If you put me on that highway I'm gone, oh
If you put me on that highway I'm gone, oh
If you put me on that highway
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