If it wasn't so dark out here tonight, I know I'd be a hell of a sight, covered in Arkansas

clay from head to toe.

If I told you once, I told you twice, you better not touch my clementine, but you didn't

listen, now you're filling up this hole.

Hey buddy, hey buddy, ain't that Mississippi muddy, in this time of year, she takes what

you give her.

So tonight I lay me down to sleep and pray my soul and my secret to keep between you,

me and the river.

It's been a long week, working overtime, that's why I got home early tonight, and when I saw

your car, I could smell the trouble.

So I turned off my headlights and saw your silhouettes through candlelight, and I went

to the shed to get my shovel.

Hey buddy, hey buddy, ain't that Mississippi muddy, in this time of year, she takes what

you give her.

So tonight I lay me down to sleep and pray my soul and my secret to keep between you,

me and the river.

They're gonna come knocking, it's a matter of time, they'll ask about my alibi, and where

clementine ran off to, they'll wonder.

I won't tell them she's cheatin' on me, but I'll smile at the memory of my diamond on

her hand, she went hungry.

Hey buddy, hey buddy, ain't that Mississippi muddy, in this time of year, she takes what

you give her.

So tonight I lay me down to sleep and pray my soul and my secret to keep between you,

me and the river.

Between you, me and the river.

Between you, me and the river.