Well I fell in with bad companions Robbed a man oh up in Tennessee They caught me way up in Nashville They locked me up and threw away the key I washed my hands in muddy water Washed my hands but they didn't come clean Tried to do what my daddy told me But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream Well I asked the judge now when's my time up He said son, oh you know we won't forget If you try just to keep your hands clean We might just make a good man of you yet Oh I couldn't wait to get my time up I broke out, broke out of Nashville jail I just crossed the state-line of Georgia Well I can hear those bloodhounds on my trail I washed my hands in muddy water Washed my hands, but they didn't come clean Tried to do what my daddy told me But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream Never Been to Spain (words & music by Hoyt Axton) Well I've never been to Spain But I kind of like the music Say the ladies are insane there And they sure know how to use it The don't abuse it Never gonna loose it I can't refuse it Well, I've never been to England But I kind of like the Beatles So I headed for Las Vegas Only made it out to Lido's Can you feel it Must be weary Oh so good... oh feel so good Well I've never been to heaven But I've been in Oklahoma Well, they tell me I was born there But I really don't remember In Oklahoma or Arizona What does it matter What does it matter