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• Artiste: Gillian Welch
• Titre: Red Clay Halo
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Oh the girls all dance with the boys from the city And they don't care to dance with me Now it ain't my fault that the fields are muddy And the red clay stains my feet And it's under my nails And it's under my collar And it shows on Sunday clothes I'll do my best with the soap and water But the damned 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? Now it's muddy in the spring And it's dust in the summer Winter blows in the crimson tide Until trees and leaves And the cows are the color Of the dirt on the mountainside 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, they're red and muddy And the rolling water is wide 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?