The Devil - Hoyt Axton

It’s been rainin' in the mountains and the river’s on the rise

And we cannot hardly reach the other side

And the devil, he’s in trouble;

I can see it in his eyes

If you don’t give him shelter, he won’t have no place to hide

The devil deals in dyin' and he travels in a hearse

He treats you like a dog, now;

he’d like to treat you worse

But he don’t have the answers, an' if he did, he’d lie

The devil is a joker an' he don’t want you alive

An' some you win, an' some you lose

An' the winner’s all grin and the losers say:

«Deal the cards again

«Won't you deal the cards again.»

L.A.'s in California, Lord, I been there many times

It is an education, to be sure

I loved a lovely lady there, she opened up my eyes

She ran a dancin' school;

it was a front, she loved the Lord

It’s been rainin' in the mountains and the river’s on the rise

And we cannot hardly reach the other side

And the devil, he’s in trouble;

I can see it in his eyes

If you don’t give him shelter, he’ll have no place to hide

It’s been rainin' in the mountains and the river’s on the rise

And we cannot hardly reach the other side

And the devil, he’s in trouble;

I can see it in his eyes

If you don’t give him shelter, he’ll have no place to hide

Oh, it’s rainin' in the mountains and the river’s on the rise

And we cannot hardly reach the other side

And the devil, he’s in trouble;

I can see it in his eyes

If you don’t give him shelter, he’ll have no place to hide

The devil deals in dyin' and he travels in a hearse

He treats you like a dog, now;

he’d like to treat you worse

But he don’t have the answers, an' if he did, he’d lie

The devil is a joker an' he don’t want you alive

An' some you win, an' some you lose

An' the winner’s all grin and the losers say:

«Deal the cards again

«Oh, won’t you deal the cards again.»

L.A.'s in California, Lord, I been there many times

It is an education, to be sure

I loved a lovely lady there, she opened up my eyes

She ran a dancin' school;

it was a front, she loved the Lord

It’s been rainin' in the mountains and the river’s on the rise

And we cannot hardly reach the other side

And the devil, he’s in trouble;

I can see it in his eyes