Drinking with the Devil
I knew those whiskey shots weren't free
Too good to be true too good to believe
No one would ever suspect from a man
Dressed like a fool but a fool he ain't
He offered me a drink on the first round
So I'd gamble 'till the sun went down
In between bets he gave me more shots
My head started to turn into knots
I was drinking with the devil last night
And between shots of whiskey I sold my soul
Now I'll hang my head down but I won't cry
'though I can't remember what I traded it for
He offered me a drink on the first round
So I'd gamble 'till the sun went down
In between bets he gave me more shots
My head started to turn into knots
I was down to my last dollars, dollars in chips
I could see in my cards the numbers Six Sixty Six
Broke and drunk I wish I had known
What he'd like is that I'd bet my soul
I was drinking with the devil last night
And between shots of whiskey I sold my soul
Now I'll hang my head down but I won't cry
'though I can't remember what I traded it for
Solo
I was drinking with the devil last night
And between shots of whiskey I sold my soul
Now I'll hang my head down but I won't cry
'though I can't remember what I traded it for
I was drinking with the devil last night
And between shots of whiskey I sold my soul
Now I'll hang my head down but I won't cry
'though I can't remember what I traded it for
Too good to be true too good to believe
No one would ever suspect from a man
Dressed like a fool but a fool he ain't
He offered me a drink on the first round
So I'd gamble 'till the sun went down
In between bets he gave me more shots
My head started to turn into knots
I was drinking with the devil last night
And between shots of whiskey I sold my soul
Now I'll hang my head down but I won't cry
'though I can't remember what I traded it for
He offered me a drink on the first round
So I'd gamble 'till the sun went down
In between bets he gave me more shots
My head started to turn into knots
I was down to my last dollars, dollars in chips
I could see in my cards the numbers Six Sixty Six
Broke and drunk I wish I had known
What he'd like is that I'd bet my soul
I was drinking with the devil last night
And between shots of whiskey I sold my soul
Now I'll hang my head down but I won't cry
'though I can't remember what I traded it for
Solo
I was drinking with the devil last night
And between shots of whiskey I sold my soul
Now I'll hang my head down but I won't cry
'though I can't remember what I traded it for
I was drinking with the devil last night
And between shots of whiskey I sold my soul
Now I'll hang my head down but I won't cry
'though I can't remember what I traded it for
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