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D
I was home in Macon, Georgia
D7 G
They kept my Daddy in the Macon jail
C
He said, "Son, if you keep your hands clean, uh huh
G D7 G
You won't hear those bloodhounds on your trail"
Verse 2:
I fell in with bad companions
I robbed a man up in Tennessee
And I got caught way up in Nashville, uh huh now
And they locked me up and threw away the key
CHORUS (same pattern as above 2 verses):
I washed my hands in muddy water
I washed my hands, but they didn't come clean
I tried to do like my daddy told me, now
I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream
Verse 3:
E7 A E
I asked the jailer, said "When's my time up?"
E7 A
He said "Son, you know we won't forget
D
And if you try and just keep your hands clean, uh huh
A E7 A
Why we may just make a good man of you yet"
Verse 4:
But I didn't wait to get my time in
I broke down, broke out the Nashville jail
I just crossed Atlanta, Georgia, oh now
And I can hear those bloodhounds on my trail
(chorus; same pattern as above 2 verses)
F7 Bb F
I washed my hands in muddy water
F7 Bb
I washed my hands, but they didn't come clean
Eb
I tried to do like my daddy told me, now
Bb F7 Bb
I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream
(repeat last line twice)
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