Killing the Mule to Save the Feed
by @regis
Liner Notes
Trying to keep my commentary somewhat abstract.
#acoustic #acousticguitar #nashville-tuned #country
Lyrics
The pump is primed, the spigot’s open
Defeat from victory was seized
A fool’s idea of a wise man
Like toothpaste from the tube was squeezed
No turning back, this is the moment
All the fire can do is burn
The lessons we swore we’d always remember
We get another chance to learn
Let there be no doubt, it’s the hour of finding out
As from in the beginning was decreed
The people made their choice and so we all must rejoice
Killing the mule to save the feed
The promise that was undelivered
Will surely come this time around
So when the football is yanked away again
We’ll wonder what we’re doing on the ground
So keep your eyes always fixed upon the prize
Run the race, you ain’t got time to bleed
If you win or lose depends on if you choose
To kill the mule to save the feed
If you ever wondered what tack you’d have taken
It’s what you’re doing at the present time
So the die is cast by the echoes of the past
History may not repeat but it rhymes
It’s all been done, there’s nothing new under the sun
Ignorance and fear and greed
There’s profit for the boss, we can share the loss
Killing the mule to save the feed
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