Lyrics:
they're never gonna look that way again
Oh no, I'm thinking that's cheap irony
Muddy water in the aimless sea
That's cheap irony
sss same old
Like Muddy Waters Memphis and barbeque
Same Old Same Old Blues
It's the Same Old Blues the same bad news
The same old same old sss sss
about Billy Joe anyhow.
Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge,
and now Billy Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Tallahatchee
on the side streets, on muddy hands and knees
Does the promise remain?
I've grown too Irish for whiskey
I sometimes feel the loss
But I get sad
It's a muddy day at the Fine's Creek Lodge
The River runoff was high on the ol' French Broad
Been on the lamb for two straight weeks
Where I shot
Yeah
Bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy water
Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape
Probably shouldn't be drivin', it just got so
smoke in the air
Whiskey in my cup
Chillin in the cut like
I don't give a fuck
In the zone
My mind is off on its own
Aint no tellin what I'm on
I'm just
Where Patterson Creek's muddy waters run down
Past the penny arcades, by the harbour downtown,
All the old Turtlebacks rust in the rain
Like they
tells ya there’s no place ta hide
You’ll be high 'n dry babe right by my side
High 'n dry with the waters down below
Runnin' where they want to go
T for Thelma, that no good gal that made a wreck of me.
I'd rather drink muddy water, sleep all night in a holler log.
I'd rather drink muddy water
typing on twitter you constantly bitchin
Bout problems that the third world would pray
You ever drank muddy water cause that’s all u got where you stay
on by, yeah
Break out the koozie's and slip 'em on some cans
Here's to the nights and the moments like this with
Tequila and whiskey maybe beer or some
still got a little muddy water on my shirt
I like the taste of whiskey and I keep a bible with me
A common man in a complicated world
I'm a walking
some whites lookin' like Cheaper by the Dozen
The movie title
Sit back watch my money do Tai-Bo
Sprinter van with the suicide fuckin' doors
Every nigga
no whiskey pour you can wave it off
And walk away from, leavin' half-drunk
She's stronger than that
I'd still be lost and running, if she wasn't
My
we're still and quiet
And you look out on the water
And the big ships, and the big boats
Came on sailing by, by, by, by
And you felt so good, and I
a-water
But they didn't put it in any drop at all
So, I drunk my straight whiskey
Now an I staggered on in the street
So, I drink my straight whiskey
the feelgood magic
No good fallin' down and gettin' into trouble
Can't put eyes on the prize if you're seeing double
Drunk it got me my girl, made me a happy man
Old man lives by the river
Real good place to hide
He grows some killer weed
Brews whiskey on the side
Waters clear as crystal
Makes the bourbon
together
Made it without a plug
Stayed down in my section, my niggas mine
Cup is so dirty, that muddy water
Raino still with me on molly water
My
made a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know, I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
the jasmine and magnolia
Sleepy sweet home Alabama
Roll tide roll
Muddy water Mississippi
Blessed Graceland whispers to me
Carry on, carry on
Sweet
soon
Selling your soul to reptilian urges
A sudden surge could mean imminent doom
Ain't even talking bout flood waters
You gon want muddy waters once
Some wood.
And they filled me in on the local news, ain't none of it sounded good,
Said, they'd been some cattle stealin', by some no count outlaw
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