You wear your heart on your sleeve
Like the scars on a muleskinner's back and your car won't start
You curse the mechanics from the wrong side of the tracks
Everybody's been busted, everybody's been whacked
So baby, baby, baby why don't you take me back

Chorus
Beat me black beat me blue
I can beat myself up better than you could ever do
Beat me black, beat me blue
I can beat myself up better than you could ever do
Sweet referee get off your knees
The bells are ringing when the whistle blows

I got a mind like a new york sewer
You're a headache that no pill can cure
I got a mind like a New York sewer
You're a headache that no headache pill can cure
My conscience is so dim, I'm gonna sink I can't swim
This time back over the river, the river to you


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

Muleskinner Blues song meanings
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