Frankie Laine - On the Trail lyrics

(Hee-hop, hee-hop, mule) (Hop-hee-hop, hee-hop) The stubbornest mule I ever saw He's tossin' his head, he's raisin' ol' Ned He's gettin' me all of a twitter That ornery critter, he goes He must have been born in Arkansas Don't want to be led, he wants to be fed Why he'd make the Statue of Liberty Flibberty-gibberty He's hankerin' for a hunk of straw He can't hear my song, he's joggin' along His footsteps that are beating, are tellin' him soon He'll be eatin' his fill (Clipperty-hopperti, clipperty-clop) (Clipperty-hopperti, clipperty-clop) (Clipperty-hopperti) Over the rim of the hill We're on the trail The sun is low, the canyon is wide Hi-ee, hi-oo We sing a song as we ride We're on the trail My mule and I, we haven't a care Hi-ee, hi-oo My heart is free as the air Out on the ole painted desert I know a wonderful site Where we can build us a fire Where we can spend the night The sun will rise And in the skies, the stars grow pale Hi-ee, hi-oo And we'll be back on the trail Be back on the trail, the trail, the trail