Well, the moon is broken and the sky is cracked.
Come on up to the house.
The only thing that you can see is all that you lack.
Come on up to the house.
All your crying don't do you no good.
Come on up to the house.
Come down off the cross, we can use the wood.
Come on up to the house.
You got to come on up to the house.
Come on up to the house.
The world is not my home I'm just a-passing through.
Come on up to the house.
[Fiddle Interlude]
Well, there's no light in the tunnel, no irons in the fire.
Come on up to the house.
And you're singing lead soprano in a junkman's choir.
Come on up to the house.
Don't life seem nasty, brutish and short?
Come on up to the house.
Well, the seas are stormy, you can't find no port.
Come on up to the house.
Yeah, you got to come on up to the house.
Come on up to the house.
The world is not my home I'm just a-passing through.
Come on up to the house.
[Mandolin Interlude]
There's nothing in the world that you can do.
Come on up to the house.
You been whipped by the forces that are inside of you.
Come on up to the house.
Well, you're high on top of the mountain of woe.
Come on up to the house.
And you know you should surrender, but you can't let it go.
Come on up to the house.
You got to come on up to the house.
Come on up to the house.
The world is not my home I'm just a-passing through.
Come on up to the house.
Yeah! You got to come on up to the house.
Come on up to the house.
The world is not my home I'm just a-passing through.
Come on up to the house.
Yeah! Yeah-yeah-yeah! Whoo-oo! Whoa-oh!
Music & Lyrics by: Tom Waits and Kathleen Brennan
Official release: "Mule Variations", Anti Inc., © 1999
Sarah Jarosz cover verbatim transcription by Pioneering.
Come on up to the house.
The only thing that you can see is all that you lack.
Come on up to the house.
All your crying don't do you no good.
Come on up to the house.
Come down off the cross, we can use the wood.
Come on up to the house.
You got to come on up to the house.
Come on up to the house.
The world is not my home I'm just a-passing through.
Come on up to the house.
[Fiddle Interlude]
Well, there's no light in the tunnel, no irons in the fire.
Come on up to the house.
And you're singing lead soprano in a junkman's choir.
Come on up to the house.
Don't life seem nasty, brutish and short?
Come on up to the house.
Well, the seas are stormy, you can't find no port.
Come on up to the house.
Yeah, you got to come on up to the house.
Come on up to the house.
The world is not my home I'm just a-passing through.
Come on up to the house.
[Mandolin Interlude]
There's nothing in the world that you can do.
Come on up to the house.
You been whipped by the forces that are inside of you.
Come on up to the house.
Well, you're high on top of the mountain of woe.
Come on up to the house.
And you know you should surrender, but you can't let it go.
Come on up to the house.
You got to come on up to the house.
Come on up to the house.
The world is not my home I'm just a-passing through.
Come on up to the house.
Yeah! You got to come on up to the house.
Come on up to the house.
The world is not my home I'm just a-passing through.
Come on up to the house.
Yeah! Yeah-yeah-yeah! Whoo-oo! Whoa-oh!
Music & Lyrics by: Tom Waits and Kathleen Brennan
Official release: "Mule Variations", Anti Inc., © 1999
Sarah Jarosz cover verbatim transcription by Pioneering.