Intro: A
Chorus 1
A E
Well I washed my hands in the muddy water
E7 A
I washed my hands but they didn't come clean
A7 D
I tried to do what my daddy told me
A E A
But I must've washed my hands in a muddy stream
verse 1
E
Well Jerry was a boy down there in Georgia
E7 A
And they kept Jeery's Daddy yes in a Georgia jail
A7 D
Daddy said son if you keep your hands clean unhuh
A E A
Well you won't hear them blood hounds on your trail
verse 2
E
Let me tell ya' fell in with bad companions
E7 A
And we robbed the mail off this truck in Tennessee
A7 D
Well they locked me up just about the time I hit nashville
A E A
And when the jailor locked the door he just swallowed the Key son
E
Well I washed my hands in muddy water
E7 A
Well I Washed my hands but they didn't come clean
A7 D
I tried to do what my daddy told me
A E7 A
But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream
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verse 3
E
Now I asked the jailor I said when's my time up
E7 A
And he said son just so you know that this ole' boy won't forget
A7 D
You've got to try and just keep your hands clean
A E A
And We might just make a descent man outta' you yet
verse 4
E
But I didn't wait till my time was up
E7 A
Jerry broke out broke out of that Nashville jail
A7 D
And he crossed down there to Atlanta Georgia
A E A
And now all you can hear them blood hounds on his trail
E
Well I washed my hands in the muddy water
E7 A
Well washed my hands but they didn't come clean
A7 D
I tried to do what my daddy told me
A E A
But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream
E7 A D G D A
Yes I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream