Lyrics

Pecatonica Mud


Summers were long when I was young
We played all day in the river and mud
Down to the cutoff shootin' carp
Cross the black bridge before it got dark
The water was deep swirlin' like a flood
Black as coal chill your blood
No matter how you try and scrub
You can never wash off Pecatonica Mud

My dear old ma never shed a tear
When we come home wet smilin' ear to ear
We had no suit and we had no pool
We didn't fess up but I think she knew
No matter how you try and scrub
You can never wash off Pecatonica Mud

Now old man Kurth no one could tame
He had that mud runnin' through his veins
His son Jim was my best friend
Lived a block away on the river's bend
He did his duty and he didn't complain
When they shipped him off on an army plane
He died by a river in a foreign land
Fightin' a war he didn't understand
He died knee deep in the swamp and crud
But you can never wash off Pecatonica Mud

Now the years have passed and I moved away
But I still come back stand in the clay
Remember the days when we were young
When we played all day in the river and mud
No matter how you try and scrub
You can never wash off Pecatonica Mud