Song of the Devil

I keep on walking with the Devil

down in a hole  

I find I’m talking with this Devil

makes me wonder, makes me lose

I keep on walking with this Devil  

Down where he stole 

All that joining in his revel

don't you worry about the cost

And he makes me mad, whispers in my head, 

does he tell the truth? I wish I’d shot him dead

    but his voice is thin, oh! its like he sings 

oh! so sweet...

I keep on walking with this Devil

down in his hole

Keep on pushing up a level 

I’d shake the danger if I could

I'm on a cruise with the Devil

Caipirinha from a bowl

He says hes paying for the gamble

no losing dice - toss the whole

And he makes me mad, whispers in my head, 

does he tell the truth? I wish I’d shot him dead

    when his voice is thin, oh! its like he sings 

oh! so sweet...

I'm walking home with the Devil

down in a rut

God he’s talking like a preacher

makes me ponder, makes me hot  

I'm fed up walking with this Devil

From the house behind the church

All those monsters I’ve been dreaming 

Underneath the willow tree