My Name Is Mud - Porter Wagoner

My name was Stranger on the night that we met

And then it was Sweetheart and it might have been yet

But my arms grew careless like I feared that they would

Now my arms are empty my lips are so cold and my name is Mud.

My name is Mud my darlin' is gone

She won’t even see me she won’t even write me she won’t even phone

Oh, they call me a cheater and they say I’m no good

And in any man’s language my name is Mud.

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My true love worshipped the ground where I stand

Till she learned the hard way it was just shifting sand

Oh she cried enough teardrops to start her a flood

Teardrops soak my name in the sand and my now name is Mud.

My name is Mud my darlin' is gone

She won’t even see me she won’t even write me she won’t even phone

Oh, they call me a cheater and they say I’m no good

And in any man’s language my name is Mud…