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I WAshEd My HAnds in Muddy WAtEr
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I wAs Born in MAcon GEorgiA
ThEy kEpt my dAddy B7ovEr in MAconE jAil
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HE told mE if you kEEp your hAnds clEAn
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You won't hEAr thEm Bloodhounds on your trAil
WEll I fEll in with BAd compAnions
RoBBEd A mAn, oh up in TEnnEssEE
ThEy cAught mE wAy up in NAshvillE
ThEy lockEd mE up And thrEw AwAy thE kEy
I wAshEd my hAnds in muddy wAtEr
WAshEd my hAnds, But thEy didn't comE clEAn
TriEd to do whAt my dAddy told mE
But I must hAvE wAshEd my hAnds in A muddy strEAm
WEll I AskEd thE judgE now whEn's my timE up
HE sAid son, oh you know wE won't forgEt
If you try just to kEEp your hAnds clEAn
WE might just mAkE A good mAn of you yEt
Oh I couldn't wAit to gEt my timE up
I BrokE out, BrokE out of NAshvillE jAil
I just crossEd thE stAtE-linE of GEorgiA
WEll I cAn hEAr thosE Bloodhounds on my trAil
I wAshEd my hAnds in muddy wAtEr
WAshEd my hAnds, But thEy didn't comE clEAn
TriEd to do whAt my dAddy told mE
But I must hAvE wAshEd my hAnds in A muddy strEAm
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