Hell's Comin' With Me

They all laughed as he turned around slow
They said, you ain't welcome 'round here anymore
You just might as well go

He wiped the blood from his face as he slowly came to his knees
He said, I'll be back when you least expect it
And Hell's comin' with me
Hell's comin' with me

There is a hill at the bottom of the valley
Where all the poor souls go when they die
And if you listen real close
You can hear them like a ghost
Sayin' you're never gonna make it out alive

There is a town at the bottom of that hill
They got a secret that they keep like a slave
They've got a black magic preacher
We'd do well to let him teach
Or you'll be headin' up that hill to the grave

And it is well with my soul
You line your pockets full of money
That you steal from the poor
And on your way down to Hell
You hear me ring that bell
I pay the devil twice as much to keep your soul

There was a drifter passin' through that little valley
See, he had promised he was comin' back to town (comin' back to town)
They didn't know him by his face or by the gun around his waste
But he'd come back to burn that town to the ground

First there was fire, then there was smoke
Then that preacher man was hangin' by a rope
And then they all fell to their knees
And begged that drifter, begged him, please
As he raised his fist before he spoke

I am the righteous hand of God
And I am the devil that you forgot
And I told you one day you will see
That I'll be back I guarantee
And that Hell's comin', Hell's comin'
Hell, Hell's comin' with me

And it is well with my soul
You line your pockets full of money
That you steal from the poor
And on your way down to Hell
You hear me ring that bell
I said, Hell's comin' with me (Hell's comin' with me)