I Washed My Hands In Muddy Water

I Washed My Hands In Muddy Water - The Spencer Davis Group

Written by：Joseph Babcock

I was born in Macon Georgia met my dad in a Macon jail

He said son if you keep your hands clean

You won't have them bloodhounds on your trail

I fell in with bad companions robbed a man in Tennessee

Sheriff caught me way up in Nashville

And they locked me up and they threw away the key

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

I asked the jailer when my time's up

He said son we won't forget

If you try to keep your hands clean

We may make a good man of you yet

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 those bloodhounds on my trail

I washed my hands in muddy water

I 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

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