Hands in the Water - Lindsay Perry

I was born in Macon, Georgia They kept my dad in the Macon jail Daddy said, "Son, if you keep them hands clean You won't hear them bloodhounds on your trail" But I fell in with bad companions We robbed a man up in Tennessee The sheriff 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 like daddy told me But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream Asked the jailor (asked the jailor) When's my time up (when is my time up?) He said, "Son (he said son) We won't forget (we won't forget) And if you try (if you try) To keep your hands clean (keep your hands clean) We may make a good man of you yet" I couldn't wait to do my sentence I broke out of the Nashville jail I just crossed the line of Georgia And I can't hear them bloodhounds on my trail I washed my hands in muddy water I washed my hands, but they didn't come clean Tried to do like daddy told me But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream

Follow me down My love, so far far away Let's give it a shot My love, we'll run run away Don't fake it, love 'Cause if you don't than we can make it, love This road was made for me and you Bus for two So please, love Hands in our hands With courage making demands On all of our dreams They run like melting the streets Don't fake it, love 'Cause if you don't than we can make it, love This road was made for me and you Bus for two So please, love La, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Robbed a man, oh up in Tennessee They 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 (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 (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 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 I washed my hands in muddy water I washed my hands in muddy water Washed my hands (oh), but they didn't come clean Tried to do (tried to do) what my daddy told me But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream