A Mule Is Faster Than a Chopper

There is time when there is time And there is time when there is no time My next door neighbor, a loving lad My Lad, You travelled west You went far away, to fly back Away to come back in a plane A plane to seek my hand in Love My Love to keep and fold Now, my distant seeker The seeker rode on a mule A mule without an eye away He arrived the day when you left You left to pick a chopper for me A Chopper and now I'm gone Gone with him aboard Aboard our Lovely mule Tapping the ground around Stamping love notes Cooking on the sand I hear you came Smelling the best of the west The chopper flashing the chest Give us the chopper To go where you went And take our mule To search another soul This then you note A mule on earth can move Faster than a chopper Living in the sky.