Mud on my Sunday Shoes by Tony Gibbs
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I woke up late to a church bell cry,
Coffee's too weak and hangover lies.
Suit still hangin’ by a nail in the shed,
Lord knows I shoulda prayed instead.

Preacher on the radio talkin’ ‘bout grace,
I’m washin’ last night off my face.
Got one clean sock, one gone bad,
And a guilty smile I ain’t never had.

Mama says, “Son, you can’t ride both sides”
But the river don’t care how a man decides...

Got mud on my Sunday shoes,
Still smell like Friday night blues.
Tryin’ to walk straight, slippin’ sideways,
Lord knows I’m tryin’, but the swamp don’t play.
Yeah, I got mud on my Sunday shoes.

Passed old Leroy by the bait shop door,
He said, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ the Lord”.
Said, “I ain’t tryin’—just makin’ my way,
Between yes sir, no ma’am, and yesterday”

Choir hum floatin’ through an open window,
While the jukebox down the road says - “Hello”.
Heaven callin’ me in a soft-talk tone,
But sin's got a voice that sounds like home.

Every saint's got a shadow trail,
Every sinner's got a story to tell.

Got mud on my Sunday shoes,
Still smell like Friday night blues.
Tryin’ to walk straight, slippin’ sideways,
Lord knows I’m tryin’, but the swamp don’t play.
Yeah, I got mud on my Sunday shoes.

Ain’t sayin’ I’m lost…
Just sayin’ the road curves ‘round here...

Mud on my Sunday shoes,
Grace in the way I move.
If mercy’s real, it’ll find me soon,
‘Til then I’m hummin’ this crooked tune.

Got mud on my Sunday shoes,
But I’m still showin’ up, Lord, truth is truth.
I ain’t clean though, I ain’t through.
Just a man in the mire tryin’ to do what he do,
Yeah, mud on my Sunday shoes.

Church bell fades and the river sighs,
I’ll get there… maybe by and by...

Mud on my Sunday Shoes

UK songwriter. Featured songs have been produced thanks to the talent of Donna Hazelton, Esther O'Connor, Tim O'Connor, Graeme Duffin, Sandy Jones, John Harley Weston, Kim Copeland, Erin Caldwell, Rachel Williams, Tim Buppert, Pete Dymond, Marcie Summers, Stuart Brayson, Buddy Hyatt, Jim Hyatt, Brian Fullen, Glen Duncan, Bob Britt, Wayne Killius, James Mitchell, Doug Grieves, and Ray Curtis. 

All music and lyrics © Tony Gibbs unless shown otherwise. 

2025 onwards: Lyrics, melodies and creative direction: Tony Gibbs.

Use of Artificial Intelligence:

All creative work is developed through a human-led process where AI acts as a digital tool, not a replacement. My role is to provide the emotional truth, lived experience and artistic direction through my lyrics.

Every idea, story and emotional direction originates from my lived experience and/or my own imagination. AI helped me shape structure, phrasing and flow — the final voice, choices and meaning are entirely mine. Backing tracks created using AI. 

All intellectual property for the final lyrics remains with the human author.