C
Well the girls all dance, with the boys from the city
G
But they don't care to dance with me
C
Well it ain't my fault, that the fields are muddy
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And the red clay stains my feet
C
It's under my nails, and it's under my collar,
G
And it shows on my Sunday clothes
C
Though I do my best with soap and water,
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That dammed old dirt won't go
ChorusFC
But when I pass through the pearly gates
GC
Will my gown be gold instead
FC
Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings
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And a red clay halo for my head
Inst. = VerseC
It's mud in the spring and it's dust in the summer
G
When it rolls in crimson tide
C
Til the trees and leaves and the cows are the colour
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Of the dirt on the mountain side
ChorusC
Now Jordan's banks are red and muddy,
G
And the rollin water is wide
C
But I got no boat,
C
So I'll be good and muddy
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When I get to the other side
Chorus
Last two lines :-
I'll take a red clay robe and red clay wings
And a red clay halo for my head
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.