I Was Born Under a Wallowing Star
(Song: "I Was Born Under a Wandering Star" from "Paint Your Wagon"
(with apologies to Lerner and Loewe)

I was born under a wallowing star
I was born to find the mud from afar

I was made for mud, rolling in the muck
Folks who like to stay clean are living like a shmuck

I was born under a wallowing star

Clean will keep you prisoner; mud will set you free
What I want is what I want, to be free as I can be
When I am a-sinking, I'm in ecstasy
I don't know what's stopping you--there's room for you and me.

I was born under a wallowing star
I was born to find the mud from afar

Tell where the mud is, I would like to know
I have a change of clothes with me; it's time for me to go.

I was born under a wallowing star
A wallowing, wallowing star

Clean will keep you prisoner; mud will set you free
What I want is what I want, to be free as I can be
When I am a-sinking, I'm in ecstasy
I don't know what's stopping you--there's room for you and me.

I was born under a wallowing star
I was born to find the mud from afar

Tell me where the mud is; please don't let me down
When I go to sleep at night, all my dreams are brown

I was born under a wallowing star
A wallowing, wallowing star