Red Clay Halo

Intro: G D G Verse 1: G All the girls all dance with the boys from the city, D And they don't care to dance with me. G Now it ain't my fault that the fields are muddy, D G And the red clay stains my feet. Verse 2: G And it's under my nails and it's under my collar, D And it shows on my Sunday clothes. G Though I do my best with the soap and the water, D G But the darned old dirt won't go.

Chorus: C G But when I pass through the pearly gate, D G Will my gown be gold instead? C G Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings, D G And a red clay halo for my head Verse 3: G Now it's mud in the spring and it's dust in the summer, D When it blows in a crimson tide. G Until trees and leaves and the cows are the colour, D G Of the dirt on the mountain side. Chorus: C G But when I pass through the pearly gate, D G Will my gown be gold instead? C G Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings, D G And a red clay halo for my head Solo: Verse 4: G Now Jordan's banks they're red and muddy, D And the rolling water is wide. G But I got no boat, so I'll be good and muddy, D G When I get to the other side. Chorus: C G But when I pass through the pearly gate, D G Will my gown be gold instead? C G Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings, D G And a red clay halo for my head C G i'll take the red clay robe with red clay wings, D G And a red clay halo for my head