Headed down to the river, to wash my sins away I can't shake this shiver, it's gettin colder every day I'm headed down south where my crops will grow Rain or shine I don't mind I can plow right through it all, Lord don't turn your back on me Just out me on my feet I'm headed south Down at the bottom, of that Mason Dixon line I'm gonna plant my seed, Dig my feet in that dirty old black clay I'll find my hope, revive my soul I'm gettin out of the badlands I'm headed down south where my crops will grow, Rain or shine I don't mind I can plow right through it all, Lord don't turn your back on me Just put me on my feet I'm headed south