It rains and it rains all day and this red dirt I'm workin' turns to clay
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And clay ain't nothing but a fancy name for mud red mud
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Red mud (red mud red mud) red mud (red mud red mud)
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I've worked and sweated all my life in red mud
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I'm just a broken hearted old man tryin' to make my living from the soil
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I'm not lookin' here for fame or gold man just wanna be rewarded for my toil
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Red mud (red mud red mud) red mud (red mud red mud)
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You grieve me but I just can't leave you red mud (red mud)
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The sun grows hotter each day and the sweat keeps a'rollin' down my face
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My back is bendin' and my hair is grey from workin' red mud
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Red mud (red mud red mud) red mud (red mud red mud)
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I've worked and sweated all my life in red mud (red mud) red mud
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Red Mud
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| Sonny James |
