Muddy Water Songtext
von Charley Crockett
Muddy Water Songtext
I was born in Macon Georgia
They kept my dad in the Macon jail
And he said "son if you keep you hands clean
You won′t hear them bloodhounds on your trail"
But I fell in with bad companions
We robbed a man in Tennesse
And the sheriff caught me
Way up in Nashville
They locked me up and threw away the key
Wash my hands in muddy watter
Wash my hands, but they didn't come clean
Tried to do what daddy told me
But I must′ve washed my hands in a muddy stream I asked the jailor " when's my time up? "
He said " son we won't forget
And if you try to keep your hands clean
We may make a good man of you yet"
I could′t wait to do my sentence
I broke out of the Nashville jail
I just crossed the line of Georgia
I can hear them bloodhounds on my trail
Wash my hands in muddy watter
Wash my hands, but they didn′t come clean
Tried to do what daddy told me
But I must've washed my hands in a muddy stream
They kept my dad in the Macon jail
And he said "son if you keep you hands clean
You won′t hear them bloodhounds on your trail"
But I fell in with bad companions
We robbed a man in Tennesse
And the sheriff caught me
Way up in Nashville
They locked me up and threw away the key
Wash my hands in muddy watter
Wash my hands, but they didn't come clean
Tried to do what daddy told me
But I must′ve washed my hands in a muddy stream I asked the jailor " when's my time up? "
He said " son we won't forget
And if you try to keep your hands clean
We may make a good man of you yet"
I could′t wait to do my sentence
I broke out of the Nashville jail
I just crossed the line of Georgia
I can hear them bloodhounds on my trail
Wash my hands in muddy watter
Wash my hands, but they didn′t come clean
Tried to do what daddy told me
But I must've washed my hands in a muddy stream
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