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Mud
(专辑: Mud - 2016)
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 the
levy tumbling down Daddy owed the
banker man So, we was drowning before the
flood That river washed us all away Left us right here in the
mud Yeah, in the
mud We built this house upon the
Mississippi back in 1879 Over a
hundred years my family's been here barely scraping by We just some good old country folks just trying to weather the
storm How we gonna pay when the
interest rates done got higher than the
corn? Ain't no man gonna take it away 'Cause it's deep down in my blood Step across that old property line And you'll die Right here in the
mud Yeah, in the
mud Who's this creeping through the
sticks Let me talk at 'em with my thirty ought six A
couple city guys with suits and ties Bet they can't feel this crosshair right between their eyes I
got no place to go and no place to run Just a
dirt farmer's boy with his Granddaddy's gun Step across that line, I'm gonna tell you, son We're all gonna die right here in the
mud, Yeah, in the
mud
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