Well I fell in with bad companions

Robbed a man oh up in Tennessee

They caught me way up in Nashville

They locked me up and threw away the key



I washed my hands in muddy water

Washed my hands but they didn't come clean

Tried to do what my daddy told me

But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream



Well I asked the judge now when's my time up

He said son, oh you know we won't forget

If you try just to keep your hands clean

We might just make a good man of you yet



Oh I couldn't wait to get my time up

I broke out, broke out of Nashville jail

I just crossed the state-line of Georgia

Well I can hear those bloodhounds on my trail



I washed my hands in muddy water

Washed my hands, but they didn't come clean

Tried to do what my daddy told me

But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream





Never Been to Spain

(words & music by Hoyt Axton)

Well I've never been to Spain

But I kind of like the music

Say the ladies are insane there

And they sure know how to use it

The don't abuse it

Never gonna loose it

I can't refuse it



Well, I've never been to England

But I kind of like the Beatles

So I headed for Las Vegas

Only made it out to Lido's

Can you feel it

Must be weary

Oh so good... oh feel so good



Well I've never been to heaven

But I've been in Oklahoma

Well, they tell me I was born there

But I really don't remember

In Oklahoma or Arizona

What does it matter

What does it matter