"RED CLAY HALO"
Well the girls all dance with the boys from the city
They don't care to dance with me
Well it ain't my fault that the fields are muddy
And the red clay stains my feet
It's under my nails and it's under my collar
And it shows on my Sunday’s clothes
Though I do my best with soap and water
That dammed old dirt won't go
But when I pass through the pearly gates
Will my gown be gold instead
Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings
And a red clay halo for my head
It's mud in the spring and it's dust in the summer
When it rolls in crimson tide
Till the trees and leaves and the cows are the colour
Of the dirt on the mountain side
But when I pass through the pearly gates
Will my gown be gold instead
Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings
And a red clay halo for my head
Now Jordan's banks are red and muddy
And the rollin' water iswide
But I got no boat, so I'll be good and muddy
When I get to the other side
But when I pass through the pearly gates
Will my gown be gold instead
Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings
And a red clay halo for my head
Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings
And a red clay halo for my head
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