Well, I fell from grace like a tonne of bricks, but my head is hard and my skin is thick,

Got a coal-black heart, and a made up mind that I ain’t gonna leave no love behind.



Oh yeah, so hard to understand,

Lord, have mercy on a mule-headed man.



You just give me an inch, and I’ll take a mile, ‘cause taking orders just ain’t my style,

You can keep on talking, baby, but it won’t change me; I’m the stubbornest man that there’ll ever be.



Come on, so hard to understand,

Lord, have mercy on a mule-headed man.



TV preachers say that God is poor; I can have more money if I send him more,

If I drain my wallet, God’ll fill my cup,

Will the real, live Jesus please stand up?



I’ll just take what’s yours, and I’ll keep what’s mine,

I’m a two-time loser with a one-tracked mind,

I’m as mean and cruel as a mule can be,

Roll over Balaam, you got nothing on me.



So hard to understand,

Lord, have mercy on a mule-headed man,

I said, Lord, have mercy; I’m a mule-headed man,

Lord, have mercy; I’m a mule-headed man.



Come on,

Yeah,

Come on,

Hey,

Come on,

Yeah,

Come on,

Whoa.