[00:00.00] 作词 : Brennan, Waits
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Kathleen Brennan/Tom Waits
[00:14.52] Get Behind the Mule
[00:15.06] Molly be damned smote Jimmy the Harp
[00:17.49] With a horrid little pistol and a lariat
[00:21.06] She's goin to the bottom
[00:22.68] And she's goin down the drain
[00:24.54] Said she wasn't big enough to carry it
[00:27.45] She got to get behind the Mule
[00:31.32] In the morning and plow
[00:34.35] She got to get behind the Mule
[00:37.53] In the morning and plow
[00:40.68] She got to get behind the Mule
[00:44.97] In the morning and plow
[00:48.33] She got to get behind the Mule
[00:51.27] In the morning and plow
[00:56.31] Choppity chop goes the axe in the woods
[00:58.41] You gotta meet me by the fall down tree
[01:02.10] Shovel of dirt upon a coffin lid
[01:05.01] And I know they'll come lookin for me boys
[01:08.64] And I know they'll come a-lookin for me
[01:10.77] Got to get behind the Mule
[01:14.61] In the morning and plow
[01:17.91] Got to get behind the Mule
[01:20.64] In the morning and plow
[01:24.27] Got to get behind the Mule
[01:27.63] In the morning and plow
[01:30.84] Got to get behind the Mule
[01:33.90] In the morning and plow
[01:38.67] Big Jack Earl was 8'1
[01:41.70] He stood in the road and he cried
[01:45.12] He couldn't make her love him
[01:46.74] Couldn't make her stay
[01:48.57] But tell the good Lord that he tried
[01:50.85] (Chorus)
[02:18.63] Dusty trail from Atchison to Placerville
[02:21.63] On the wreck of the Weaverville stage
[02:24.42] Beaula fired on Beatty for a lemonade
[02:28.02] I was stirring my brandy with a nail boys
[02:31.65] Stirring my brandy with a nail
[02:33.87] (Chorus)
[02:58.17] Well the rampaging sons of the widow James
[03:30.93] Jack the cutter and the pock marked kid
[03:34.71] Had to stand naked at the bottom
[03:36.87] Of the cross
[03:37.89] And tell the good lord what they did
[03:41.22] Tell the good lord what they did
[03:43.35] (Chorus)
[04:11.04] Punctuated birds on the power line
[04:13.77] In a Studebaker with the Birdie Joe Joaks
[04:17.19] I'm diggin all the way to China
[04:18.90] With a silver spoon
[04:20.37] While the hangman fumbles with the noose, boys
[04:24.15] The hangman fumbles with the noose
[04:39.45] (Chorus)
[04:54.24] Pin your ear to the wisdom post
[04:57.27] Pin your eye to the line
[05:00.51] Never let the ****s get higher
[05:02.73] Than the garden
[05:03.81] Always keep a sapphire in your mind
[05:07.14] Always keep a diamond in your mind
[05:09.69] (Chorus)

作词 : Brennan, Waits
作曲 : Kathleen Brennan/Tom Waits
Get Behind the Mule
Molly be damned smote Jimmy the Harp
With a horrid little pistol and a lariat
She's goin to the bottom
And she's goin down the drain
Said she wasn't big enough to carry it
She got to get behind the Mule
In the morning and plow
She got to get behind the Mule
In the morning and plow
She got to get behind the Mule
In the morning and plow
She got to get behind the Mule
In the morning and plow
Choppity chop goes the axe in the woods
You gotta meet me by the fall down tree
Shovel of dirt upon a coffin lid
And I know they'll come lookin for me boys
And I know they'll come a-lookin for me
Got to get behind the Mule
In the morning and plow
Got to get behind the Mule
In the morning and plow
Got to get behind the Mule
In the morning and plow
Got to get behind the Mule
In the morning and plow
Big Jack Earl was 8'1
He stood in the road and he cried
He couldn't make her love him
Couldn't make her stay
But tell the good Lord that he tried
(Chorus)
Dusty trail from Atchison to Placerville
On the wreck of the Weaverville stage
Beaula fired on Beatty for a lemonade
I was stirring my brandy with a nail boys
Stirring my brandy with a nail
(Chorus)
Well the rampaging sons of the widow James
Jack the cutter and the pock marked kid
Had to stand naked at the bottom
Of the cross
And tell the good lord what they did
Tell the good lord what they did
(Chorus)
Punctuated birds on the power line
In a Studebaker with the Birdie Joe Joaks
I'm diggin all the way to China
With a silver spoon
While the hangman fumbles with the noose, boys
The hangman fumbles with the noose
(Chorus)
Pin your ear to the wisdom post
Pin your eye to the line
Never let the ****s get higher
Than the garden
Always keep a sapphire in your mind
Always keep a diamond in your mind
(Chorus)