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pulled out of mojave with a twenty mule team, ten tons of borax and a muleskinner's dream. soon i'd be wining and dining i know, with a cute little filly in the town of reno. chorus: so move along big twenty, big twenty move along, you got the muscle and you got the bone. move along big twenty, big twenty move along, you got a master and you got a home. the apache are restless, there's smoke in the sky; i'm too old for scalping and i'm too young to die. soon they'll be around me like ants on a hill, grooming this muleskinner up for the kill. chorus: my mules are tired of running, just fell to the ground, ten tons of borax pulled big twenty down. i'm still living so the story can be told, how i traded that borax for apache gold! chorus: |