I keep on walking with the Devil
Down in a hole
I find I'm talking with this Devil
Makes me wonder, makes me lose
I keep on walking with this Devil
Down where he stole
All that joining in his revel
Don't you worry about the cost
And he makes me mad, whispers in my head,
Does he tell the truth? I wish I'd shot him dead
But his voice is thin, oh! its like he sings
Oh! so sweet...
I keep on walking with this Devil
Down in his hole
Keep on pushing up a level
I'd shake the danger if I could
I'm on a cruise with the Devil
Caipirinha from a bowl
He says hes paying for the gamble
No losing dice - toss the whole
And he makes me mad, whispers in my head,
Does he tell the truth? I wish I'd shot him dead
When his voice is thin, oh! its like he sings
Oh! so sweet...
I'm walking home with the Devil
Down in a rut
God he's talking like a preacher
Makes me ponder, makes me hot
I'm fed up walking with this Devil
From the house behind the church
All those monsters I've been dreaming
Underneath the willow tree