You And The Devil

When I walked in in my new satin jacket
Set you upright by the stacks of old books
Saw you on fire with your fists in the bracket
The meanest of mean and the coldest of looks
The meanest of mean and the coldest of looks

We ain't been good since the year of the bottle
When you fell down on your grandmother's porch
We had all those words with your foot on the throttle
That busted old car it lit up like a torch
That busted old car it lit up like a torch

How long must I pay for the sins of your father
Carry the weight of his words on my will
I made the mistake of never leavin' when I oughta
Now you and the devil can rest on this hill
You and the devil can rest on this hill

Now bury me round where the pines flank the river
Sheltered old hole on the banks of the hill
Try holdin' me down but I'm holdin' the trigger
Honey you know first hand that I will
Honey you know first hand that I will

How long must I pay for the sins of your father
Carry the weight of his words on my will
I made the mistake of never leavin' when I oughta
Now you and the devil can rest on this hill
How long must I pay for the sins of your father
And carry the weight of his words on my will
I made the mistake of never leavin' when I oughta
Now you and the devil can rest on this hill
Now you and the devil can rest on this hill
You and the devil can rest on this hill
You and the devil can rest on this hill