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Muddy Mississippi

Billy Ray Murray was a mighty mean man
Had a reputation as the devils right hand
Cussed like a sailor always lookin for a fight
Rumor was he stole the Ford truck that he drives
Scared the congregation one Sunday in May
When he ran up to the altar and they heard Billy say

Take me to the river, wash me clean
Let my sins drift down to New Orleans
Out into the middle of the Gulf of Mexico
Where they'll be forgotten and no one will ever know
Just how dirty I was before I met the Lord
Oh I’m the kinda sinner he made the muddy Mississippi for

The preacher took him by the arm and headed out the door
Everybody followed all the way to the shore
In the back of our minds while we stood there and prayed
We were waiting for the color of that water to change
But it never did it was as filthy as him
He popped up from the water and he said it again

Take me to the river, wash me clean
Let my sins drift down to New Orleans
Out into the middle of the Gulf of Mexico
Where they'll be forgotten and no one will ever know
Just how dirty I was before I met the lord
Oh I’m the kinda sinner he made the muddy Mississippi for

Yea the moral of the story that I learned that day
Is god can clean anyone if he can clean Billy Ray
Hey take me to the river, wash me clean
Let my sins drift down to New Orleans
Out into the middle of the Gulf of Mexico
Where they'll be forgotten and no one will ever know
Just how dirty I was before I met the lord
Oh I’m the kinda sinner he made the muddy Mississippi for