If it wasn't so dark out here tonight
I know I'd be a hell of a sight
Covered in Arkansas clay from head to toe
If I told you once, I told you twice
You better not touch my Clementine
But you didn't listen, now you're fillin' up this hole

Hey buddy, hey buddy, ain't that Mississippi muddy
And this time of year, she takes what you give her
So tonight I lay me down to sleep
And pray my soul and my secret to keep
Between you, me and the river

It's been a long week working overtime
That's why I got home early tonight
And when I saw your car I could smell the trouble
So I turned off my headlights
And saw your silhouettes through candlelight
And I went to the shed to get my shovel

Hey buddy, hey buddy, ain't that Mississippi muddy
And this time of year, she takes what you give her
So tonight I'll lay me down to sleep
And pray my soul and a secret to keep
Between you, me and the river

Yeah, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

They're gonna come knockin', it's a matter of time
They'll ask about my alibi
And where Clementine ran off to, they'll wonder
I won't tell 'em she's cheatin' on me
But I'll smile at the memory
Of my diamond on her hand as she went under

Hey buddy, hey buddy, ain't that Mississippi muddy
And this time of year, she takes what you give her
So tonight I'll lay me down to sleep
And pray my soul and a secret to keep
Between you, me and the river
Between you, me and the river

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Writer(s): Eric Church