Muddy Water Johnny Rivers
[D]I was down in Macon [A]Georgia.
They kept my daddy over in Macon [D]jail.
He told me if you keep your [G]hands clean.
[D]You won't hear them [A]bloodhounds on your [D]trail.
[D]Well, I fell in with bad [A]companions.
Robbed a mail train up in Tennes[D]see.
They caught me way up in [G]Nashville.
and they [D]locked me up and [A]threw away the [D]key.
[D]I washed my hands in muddy [A]water.
I washed my hands, but they didn't come [D]clean.
I tried to do what my daddy [G]told me..
But I [D]must have washed my [A]hands in a muddy [D]stream.
[D]Well, I asked the jailer, now, when's my [A]time up?
He said son, you know we won't for[D]get.
If you try just to keep your [G]hands clean.
We [D]might just make a [A]good man of you [D]yet.
[E]Oh, I couldn't wait to get my [B]time in.
I broke out of the Nashville [E]jail.
I just crossed Atlanta, [A]Georgia,
and [E]I can hear those [B]bloodhounds on my [E]trail.
[E]I washed my hands in muddy [B]water.
I washed my hands, but they didn't come [E]clean.
I tried to do what my daddy [A]told me..
But I [E]must have washed my [B]hands in a muddy [E]stream.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.