Shotgun With the Devil
I've been talking with Jesus but the devil talks to me
He says "I'm just beneath your skin boy, go on and set me free"
Now I was raised a Christian but that high road's mighty long
And just a little taste of hell never did anyone no wrong
I've been running with the outlaws, and we've been living fast
Taking that low road, because I got tired of coming in last
I'm riding shotgun with the devil. Heaven's gonna have to wait
While I'm trying to make a living, living between the gates
Oh Lord, I bet them pearly gates are quite a pretty sight
But I hear them gates of hell, man they shine like neon lights
I'm somewhere in between the two, but that's alright by me
Riding that line is right where I want to be
Here running with the outlaws, yeah and living fast
Taking that low road, because I got tired of coming in last
I'm riding shotgun with the devil. Heaven's gonna have to wait
While I'm trying to make a living, living between the gates. Alright now!
I've got a fresh pack of Marlboro reds, a half a fifth of rye
And a .38 tucked in my boot, because I ain't going to the other side
I've been running with the outlaws, and we've been living fast
Taking that low road, because I got tired of coming in last
I'm riding shotgun with the devil. Heaven's gonna have to wait
While I'm trying to make a living, living between the gates
I'm riding shotgun with the devil. Heaven's gonna have to wait
Yeah I'm trying to make a living, living between the gates
Mmm, living between the gates
He says "I'm just beneath your skin boy, go on and set me free"
Now I was raised a Christian but that high road's mighty long
And just a little taste of hell never did anyone no wrong
I've been running with the outlaws, and we've been living fast
Taking that low road, because I got tired of coming in last
I'm riding shotgun with the devil. Heaven's gonna have to wait
While I'm trying to make a living, living between the gates
Oh Lord, I bet them pearly gates are quite a pretty sight
But I hear them gates of hell, man they shine like neon lights
I'm somewhere in between the two, but that's alright by me
Riding that line is right where I want to be
Here running with the outlaws, yeah and living fast
Taking that low road, because I got tired of coming in last
I'm riding shotgun with the devil. Heaven's gonna have to wait
While I'm trying to make a living, living between the gates. Alright now!
I've got a fresh pack of Marlboro reds, a half a fifth of rye
And a .38 tucked in my boot, because I ain't going to the other side
I've been running with the outlaws, and we've been living fast
Taking that low road, because I got tired of coming in last
I'm riding shotgun with the devil. Heaven's gonna have to wait
While I'm trying to make a living, living between the gates
I'm riding shotgun with the devil. Heaven's gonna have to wait
Yeah I'm trying to make a living, living between the gates
Mmm, living between the gates
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Writer(s): Caleb Brown
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