[Verse] Down the dusty road where the wildflowers grow, There’s a stubborn mule standing steady and slow. She won’t budge an inch, just a patient, firm stand, Blocking the way like she’s guarding the land. [Pre-Chorus] We tried sweet words, and the gentle sway, But that mule just smiled and quietly stayed. [Chorus] Oh, stubborn mule, won’t you let us through? We’ve got places to go and skies to pursue. With your steady eyes and your quiet tune, You hold the road like the rise of the moon. [Verse] The afternoon sun paints the road golden brown, We talk softly now as we’re settled down. No rush in our steps, just the hum of the day, Waiting for that mule to show the way. [Pre-Chorus] We whisper tales of the town up ahead, But that mule just listens and lifts her head. [Chorus] Oh, stubborn mule, won’t you let us through? We’ve got places to go and skies to pursue. With your steady eyes and your quiet tune, You hold the road like the rise of the moon. [Bridge] Maybe she’s wise, maybe she knows, Sometimes the slowest path is where the heart flows. So we sit right down, let the moment stay, Learning from the mule in the soft light’s sway. [Chorus] Oh, stubborn mule, won’t you let us through? We’ve got places to go and skies to pursue. With your steady eyes and your quiet tune, You hold the road like the rise of the moon. [Outro] Yes, you hold the road like the rise of the moon, Oh, stubborn mule, we’ll be walking soon.