Oh baby: It's hard to talk with stones in my mouth To see your green eyes through smoke While our little getaway car Sits wrapped 'round the old oak Oh darling: You got dirt in your hair And a hole in your side With the blue motel sign Blinking over your eye O, and the red sun hangs Where the black waters lie And I still see your face Through my one muddy eye You can say it was love You can say it was lies But you’re holding my gaze Through your one muddy eye Now, the notes are sleepin' in the ditch The coins are diggin' holes in the grass And the moon keeps on turning it's back But scatters so nice cross the glass O, and the red sun hangs Where the black waters lie And I still see your face Through my one muddy eye You can say it was love You can say it was lies But you’re holding my gaze Through your one muddy eye There was soot on her dress There was gold in her teeth And the key to the back door Lay warm at our feet I could hear the dogs run Past the dry cotton rows They were trying to find us Where that black waters flows There was smoke in the lungs There was rain in the gun And the names on the ledger Had bled into one I had sold her for half I had sold her for more Still we crawled toward each other Across the red floor Now the red sun is gone And the black waters rise But I’m still in your arms Under wide-open skies You were mine at the end Or as close as a lie With your hand over mine And the mud in your eye
