Nobody's Mule

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Verse 1

Workin' on that old road, my hands gettin' tired,
Got a hammer in my hand, ain't nobody's to hire,
Man's got a heavy load, but it's mine to bear,
I ain't carryin' what he should wear.

Verse 2

Walkin' down this dirt path, got a dog at my side,
Saw him passin' burdens, but he left me to bide,
He got a map, I got the sun, and my own way to steer,
I won't wear what he should wear.

Chorus

I won't wear what he should wear,
I won't wear what he should wear,
My own path I'll pave, ain't takin' up his glare,
I won't wear what he should wear.

Bridge

I could tell him where he's wrong, but I'd rather stand tall,
Each man's got his own, best leave the rest on the wall,
With a calloused hand and a heart that don't fear,
I won't wear what he should wear.

Outro

Now the sun starts to set, on a road I'll choose,
My burdens are heavy, but they're still all my news,
With a hammer and a dog, I'll face what's ahead,
I won't wear what he should wear.