Move along big twenty, big twenty move along- you've got a master
And you've got a home.
Move along big twenty big twenty move along- you've got the muscle
And you've got the bone.
Went out on the Mojave with a twenty mule team, ten tons of borax and a muleskinner's dream.
We'll soon be a-winin' and a-dinin' I know, with a cute little filly in the town of Reno.
The Apaches are restless there's smoke in the sky. But I'm too old for scalpin' and I'm too young to die.
But they'll soon be around us like ants on a hill- bringin' this muleskinner up for the kill.
My mules started runnin' - - - -
- - - - bring big twenty down;
But we're still a-livin' so the story can be told-
How I traded that borax for Apache gold.
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