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I Washed My Hands In Muddy Water
(Joe Babcock)

Copyright Maricana Music Inc.

Original by Joe Babcock in 1964

RCA studio session - June 4-8, 1970 - RCA's Studio B - Nashville
June 7, 6-9 pm, 10 pm-1 am, 1:30-4:30 am

ZPA4 1622-01

January 1971 LP RCA LSP 4460 Elvis Country
Undubbed unedited master:

July 30, 1996 CD RCA 66866-2 A Hundred Years From Now Essential Elvis Vol 4
Unedited master:

October 10, 1995 CD RCA BMG 66670-2 Walk A Mile In My Shoes The Essential 70's Masters
Undubbed master:

November 3, 2008 CD FTD 88697 40723 2 Elvis Country

I was born in Macon Georgia
They kept my daddy over in Macon jail
He told me if you keep your hands clean
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
What'd you do son

* I washed my hands in muddy water
Washed my hands, oh 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 them bloodhounds on my trail
What'd you do son

** I washed my hands in muddy water
Washed my hands, oh but they didn't come clean
Tried to do, (tried to do) like my daddy told me
But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream

** Repeat

* Repeat

* Repeat
Yeh
I washed my hands in muddy water
Washed my hands, oh but they didn't come clean
Tried to do, (tried to do) like my daddy told me

Standard tuning.

e a I was born in Macon Georgia b7 e They kept my daddy over in Macon jail a He told me if you keep your hands clean e b7 e 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