Woorden:
Devil To Pay

of war at Gettysburg Devastation lies ahead Fifty thousand bodies litter the land Hell rages three full days The reaper sows, there's the devil to pay

could get the feeling down I want to make you happy but the devil's out my way So I'll just pack up everything Roll it out and up the devil's pay I

Oh, don't you feel my leg, don't you feel my leg 'Cos if you feel my leg, you'll want to feel my thigh Don't you feel my thigh, you'll wanna move up high

Well, I'm standing on the corner With my bucket in my hand Just waiting for a woman Ain't got no man Well, my bucket's got a hole in it Well, my bucket

home, yeah, I want to settle down Well, I have to pay the devil for my music Why I have to keep on with this roaming around? Have to pay the devil for

There stands the glass That will ease all my pain That will settle my brain It's my first one today There stands the glass That will hide all my tears

Just like the sun shining over the mountain top You know I'll always come again You know I love to spend my morning time Watchin' sunlight dancing on

Your cheatin' heart will make you weep You'll cry and cry, you'll try to sleep But sleep won't come the whole night through Your cheatin' heart will tell

If you love me half as much as I love you You wouldn't worry me half as much as you do You're nice to me when there's no one else around You only build