Lyrics
Muddy springs road, he put his guitar in my hands Howlers, took off runnin and got real wild
sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high
Took off runnin and got real wild, cat you were born to play the blues
Hard for me to say goodbye, muddy springs road
you know i ve been a lot of places
You know i ve been a lot of places, hard for me to say goodbye
Miss my home down muddy springs road, son do you have to say goodbye?, miss my home down muddy springs road
sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high
Born and raised a delta child, miss my home down muddy springs road
muddy springs road
used to spend my nights down across the tracks
he put his guitar in my hands
Took off runnin and got real wild, take these memories with me when i go, took off runnin and got real wild
My heart is never far from old muddy springs, daddy puts his arms around her
Miss my home down muddy springs road, momma sittin on the front porch swingin
momma sittin on the front porch swingin
Momma sittin on the front porch swingin, sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high, took off runnin and got real wild
gonna bring me home to you
miss my home down muddy springs road
Cotton mouth don t think before he strikes, take these memories with me when i go
I sure hate to see my momma cry, where the whiskey was white and the blues was black
cotton mouth don t think before he strikes
Miss my home down muddy springs road, sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high Road, used to spend my nights down across the tracks
I hate to hear that screen door slammin, can t stand to think about leavin
you know i ve always sing the blues
cotton mouth don t think before he strikes
Cat you were born to play the blues, daddy puts his arms around her Muddy, sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high
cotton mouth don t think before he strikes
Muddy springs road, born and raised a delta child
You know i ve been a lot of places, son do you have to say goodbye? Road, hard for me to say goodbye
Sings a lonesome lullaby, daddy puts his arms around her, cat you were born to play the blues
Born and raised a delta child, i fell in with the hoodoo man, can t stand to think about leavin
Sings a lonesome lullaby, miss my home down muddy springs road Howlers, sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high
Sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high, miss my home down muddy springs road, i sure hate to see my momma cry
no matter where i ve been or where i go
Sings a lonesome lullaby, sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high
Take these memories with me when i go, i fell in with the hoodoo man Omar, sings a lonesome lullaby
sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high
Born and raised a delta child, i hate to hear that screen door slammin
He put his guitar in my hands, you know i ve been a lot of places