Mud
Whiskey Myers
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Oh Lord won't you let me stay in the place where I was born In the fields Granddaddy tilled and all my seeds are sown Ain't no love for a poor dirt farmer, genuine son of the South And the water's high and the bills are, too, and levy tumbling down Daddy owed the banker man We were drowning before the flood And the river washed us all away Left us right here in the mud Yeah in the mud We built this house in Baldwin, Mississippi back in 1879 And for a hundred years my family's been here barely scraping by We just some good old country folk Just trying to weather the storm Papa's gonna pay when the interest rates got higher than the corn Ain't no man gonna take it away Six feet down in the blood Still the crops they don't come alive And you'll die, right here in the mud Yeah in the mud Who says you can't come from the sticks Let me talk at 'em with my thirty aught six A couple city guys with suits and ties Bet they can't kill this frogman right between the eyes I got no place to go and no place to run Just a dirt farmer boy with his Granddaddy's gun Step across that line, I'm gonna tell you son We all gonna die right here in the mud, yeah in the mud
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Written by: BRENT COBB, CODY CANNON
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