Smoke With The Devil

Smoke with the Devil if you think you can
But if you lose you're a sorry man
Don't let the rain put out your light
Or the Devil will have your soul tonight
(Your soul tonight!)

It began three hundred years ago
When the Devil first drew his plan
Watching the town from a mountainside
He bumped into a man
Van Hunks was sitting on a rock
Puffing on his meerschaum pipe
So the Devil pulled out his evil piece
And he asked Van for a light
I see you can smoke up quite a storm
Said the Devil to the man
But | bet you can't blow smoke with me
Cos I know that no one can...

Smoke with the Devil if you think you can
But if you lose you're a sorry man
Don't let the rain put out your light
Or the Devil will have your soul tonight
(Your soul tonight!)

So what's the bet? said old van Hunks
And the Devil he just grinned
I'll give you a pardon card from hell
No matter how you've sinned
Sounds like a damn good bet to me
Said van Hunks with a crafty smile
I bet I'll blow more smoke than you
And l'Il do it in better style...

Smoke with the Devil if you think you can
But if you lose you're a sorry man
Don't let the rain put out your light
Or the Devil will have your soul tonight
(Your soul tonight!)

So the two lit up and they puffed away
And the clouds began to grow
They bellowed down the mountainside
To Old Cape Town down below
Three centuries have come and gone
And the bet is still not won
Van Hunks and the Devil still puff away
And the clouds keep rolling down...



Credits
Writer(s): Graham Ferreira
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