Thank you.
Now you're a good group.
Yeah! Yeah, now you got it.
Don't ask me where she came from
All I know is that she gave
me back my pride
She reached her hand to save a man
It slid about as far as she could slide
She probably came from heaven,
who else could have sent
her but the Lord
I'm dancing with those demons,
I ain't dealing with that devil
So go to sleep my weary lady,
heaven knows you've your job
You must have it, you're just too safe
Not dancing with those kinks
Dealing with that devil in you
I lived for the whiskey
Had a good time in ladies of the night
So the whiskey took control
And left me waltzing
with the witches in my mind
Imaginary bottles fill my empty pockets
lying on the floor
I'm dancing with those demons,
I ain't dealing with that devil
Just go to sleep, my weary lady
Heaven knows you've done your
job
You're too skinny, my weary lady
Never knows you've
done your chore
You're too skinny, my weary lady
Never knows you've
Dealin' with that devil in me