Muddy Springs Road
I hate to hear that screen door slammin'
It's hard for me to say good-bye
Can't stand to think about leavin'
I sure hate to see my Momma cry
Born and raised a delta child
Took off runnin' and got real wild
Used to spend my nights down across the tracks
Where the whiskey was white and the blues was black
No matter where I've been or where I go
My heart is never far from old Muddy Springs
Muddy Springs Road
I fell in with the Hoo Doo Man
Put his guitar in my hands
Said "Cat you were born to play the blues
It's in your blood that's what you'll do"
The sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high
And the cotton mouth don't think before he strikes
I take these memories with me when I go
I miss my home down Muddy Springs Road
Momma sittin' on the front porch swinging
Sings a lonesome lullabye
Daddy come and puts his arms around her
Says "Son do you have to say good-bye?"
Well you know I've been a lot of places
And you know I'll always sing the blues
But Momma every road I travel down
Is gonna bring me home to you
The sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high
And the cotton mouth don't think before he strikes
I take these memories with me when I go
I miss my home down Muddy Springs Road
It's hard for me to say good-bye
Can't stand to think about leavin'
I sure hate to see my Momma cry
Born and raised a delta child
Took off runnin' and got real wild
Used to spend my nights down across the tracks
Where the whiskey was white and the blues was black
No matter where I've been or where I go
My heart is never far from old Muddy Springs
Muddy Springs Road
I fell in with the Hoo Doo Man
Put his guitar in my hands
Said "Cat you were born to play the blues
It's in your blood that's what you'll do"
The sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high
And the cotton mouth don't think before he strikes
I take these memories with me when I go
I miss my home down Muddy Springs Road
Momma sittin' on the front porch swinging
Sings a lonesome lullabye
Daddy come and puts his arms around her
Says "Son do you have to say good-bye?"
Well you know I've been a lot of places
And you know I'll always sing the blues
But Momma every road I travel down
Is gonna bring me home to you
The sun is hot and the sugar cane grows high
And the cotton mouth don't think before he strikes
I take these memories with me when I go
I miss my home down Muddy Springs Road
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Writer(s): Kent Dykes, Michael Dan Ehmig
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