Mud go away

The rain's been talking in a low

Slow drawl

Whispering secrets through the puddles that fall

The barn's got a moat

The fields are lakes

The road's a river that a truck can't take

We’re stuck in a painting

All brown and gray

Waiting

Just waiting

For the mud to go away

When the mud goes away

Will it still feel the same

Will the sun paint the world with its golden flame

We’ve been hemmed up for days

Can’t find no escape

Please lord

Just please

Let this mud go away

The porch is creaking

Singing its own tune

Boots by the door

Caked thick like glue

The dog’s tail wagging

Slaps a soggy beat

But no one’s walking down this drowned-out street

The earth holds tight

It won’t let go

The tires just spin

Like they don’t have a place to go

When the mud goes away

Will it still feel the same

Will the dust ever rise from the roads again

We’ve been hemmed up for days

Like a song on replay

Please lord

Just please

Let this mud go away