Panama Devil

Well I bust my ass at work
Just to try to make ends meet
Put gas in the car
And buy some food that we can eat

60 hour work week
it ain't stopping there
I gotta pull some extra shifts
To get the kids some clothes to wear

People i thought were friends
they turn their backs on me
I used to be blind to it
But this time's helping me see

That the Devil's hard at work down here in Panama
I'm tryin' to catch my breath but I can't
Can't have both fish in a bears paw
Feel like giving up...
But I ain't

No I ain't

Well I shut my eyes and pray
Just about 9 times a day
Just seems like there
ain't no other way

I'm bound for being lost
I can't find my way brother
I'm blind in one eye
Can't see out the other

But I see the good in everyone
That's how I keep gettin' burned
Sticks me with that knife
While I got my back turned

Yeah that Devil's hard at work down here in Panama
I'm trying to stop the bleeding but I can't
He'll do anything he can to make me fall
I feel like giving up but I ain't

No I ain't

Yeah that Devil's hard at work down here in Panama
But he ain't gonna get to me today
If there's one thing I learned from my grandpa
If you look that devil right in the eye...
He is walks away

He walks away

He walks away



Credits
Writer(s): Gage Cowart
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