Get Up Clara - Richard Shindell

Come on Clara

Don’t look at me with those big sad eyes

Please Clara

No use crying, it won’t work this time

Enough is enough

We’ve been through this a thousand times

Ever since we started roaming

To wherever it is we’re going

Get up Clara

Be a good mule now stop this farce

Get up Clara

The wind is cold and it’s getting dark

Don’t fail me now, get up girl

I’ve followed you this far

Out here beyond all knowing

And only you know where we’re going

Clara dear, I must’ve been a fool

To listen to a mule

Even one as sharp as you

Clara dear, a soul’s a heavy load

When you’re running out of road

And you can never go back to Rome

Come on Clara

The map said there be monsters here

Did you hear that noise?

Whatever it was sounded wicked wierd

Vandals, Celts, and Visigoths are everywhere

And this road ain’t even Roman

Just where in hell are we going?

Please Clara

Just take us up over this one last rise

Please Clara

Maybe there’s something on the other side

We’ll build a little fire there

To get us through this night

Out here beyond all knowing

And only you know where we’re going