Blue Devils
She said do you really love me? in a French hotel
I said indeed I do, my lovely mademoiselle
Be it morning, noon or night, I just can't get you out of my head
For you, I'd give my soul to the devil when I'm dead
But I'm too poor to ever ask your father for your hand
This predicament has made me a melancholy man
Can't think of anything I've done to deserve this circumstance
All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance
I'm bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame
Got no way to get a room, and no money for a meal
Can't find any work, and I'm too honest to steal
The beautiful Annette, her father took her away
Now I'm drinking at the bar and I've got no way to pay
A rich man sittin' next to me hears my story of woe
Gives me ten thousand dollars and says I wouldn't have to owe
Can't think of anything I've done to deserve this circumstance
All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance
I'm bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame
I said why would you just give me this money free and clear
He said because it would bring us all satisfaction and good cheer
Then I learned he was gonna kill himself until he overheard my tale
He said he couldn't find happiness, and that his life had gotten stale
Until he realized life's greatest pleasure is to help the poor
So I thanked him and then I left to go knock on her daddy's door
Can't think of anything I've done to deserve this circumstance
All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance
I'm bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame
I said indeed I do, my lovely mademoiselle
Be it morning, noon or night, I just can't get you out of my head
For you, I'd give my soul to the devil when I'm dead
But I'm too poor to ever ask your father for your hand
This predicament has made me a melancholy man
Can't think of anything I've done to deserve this circumstance
All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance
I'm bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame
Got no way to get a room, and no money for a meal
Can't find any work, and I'm too honest to steal
The beautiful Annette, her father took her away
Now I'm drinking at the bar and I've got no way to pay
A rich man sittin' next to me hears my story of woe
Gives me ten thousand dollars and says I wouldn't have to owe
Can't think of anything I've done to deserve this circumstance
All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance
I'm bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame
I said why would you just give me this money free and clear
He said because it would bring us all satisfaction and good cheer
Then I learned he was gonna kill himself until he overheard my tale
He said he couldn't find happiness, and that his life had gotten stale
Until he realized life's greatest pleasure is to help the poor
So I thanked him and then I left to go knock on her daddy's door
Can't think of anything I've done to deserve this circumstance
All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance
I'm bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame
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Writer(s): Scott Richard Cooley
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