Washed My Hands In Muddy

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I was born - - in Macon, Georgia
They kept my dad - - in the Macon 
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jail
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Dad said "Son, if you keep your 
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hands clean
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You won't hear them bloodhounds on
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 your trail"
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But I fell in - - with bad 
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companions
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We robbed a man - - in Tennessee
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The sheriff caught me - - way up in
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 Nashville
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They locked me up and threw away 
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the key

Chorus:
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I washed my hands - - in muddy water
I washed my hands - - but they 
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didn't come clean
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I tried to do - - like Daddy told me
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But I must have washed my hands in
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 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 couldn't wait - - to do my 
sentence
I broke out of the Nashville jail
I just crossed - - the line of 
Georgia
And I can hear them bloodhounds on 
my trail

Repeat chorus

(Tag)
Yes I must have washed my hands in a
 muddy stream