Work of The Devil

I woke up this morning in a ditch again

I swear that woman's the devils kin

I went back home to get my stuff

What I came to find was proof enough

I seen her lying with the boy next door

I always knew she was a two bit whore

I still loved her

I grabbed my duffell and some stuff from the back

And I went outside to the old spruce shack

Grabbed my rifle and some gasoline

I never thought I'd get that mean

If she'd only listened to what I said

There'd be no one missing and no one dead

And I mean it

My heart is pounding, my fists are tight

Full moon shining on the dead of the night

I tried to remember something Jesus said

The words of the devil rang through instead

He said, "Burn that woman, dig a hole for the clown"

My head is spinning like a merry-go-round

I can't stop it

I done just as the devil said, I done it all without regret

I knew I should be feeling bad, I tell you flat out she made me mad

I still got her name tattooed across my calf

I think about her while looking back

And think I miss her

Now I listen to the words that the Good Lord says

On church on Sundays with my new girlfriend

She don't know about my past

I don't tell, she don't ask

Somehow I've come to understand

That the Good Lord has a master plan

And I believe Him

My heart is pounding, my fists are tight

Full moon shining on the dead of the night

I tried to remember something Jesus said

The words of the devil rang through instead

Said, "Burn that woman, dig a hole for the clown"

My head is spinning like a merry-go-round

I can't stop it

Well, that's how it went down

On that cold October night

You know, you can't always judge a person by how they look on the outside

Everybody's got a story

That can make you weep