Devil Devil

 Cm
This town, she is a temptress a 
siren with gold eyes
Cm
She'll cut you with her kindness, 
she will lead you with her lies.
Cm
She's been called a glistening 
devil. She's good at keeping score
Cm
If you make it she's your savior, if
 you don't she's a w***e.

Cm
The roads to and from her heart are 
littered with grave souls.
Cm
They gave all of their all and all 
they got in return is empty holes.
Cm
Sure we've all heard about Shell, 
and Chris, Willy and Bobby Bares.
Cm
She'd smiled on the Johnny's, the 
Merle's and the Music Row 
millionaires.
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Like a beacon she goes seeking 
     Bb
seed, her loins so fertile
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To a free man she's a prison, to 
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a caged one she's a fire.
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Cm
She's the reason there's a "Sunday 
Morning Coming Down".
Cm
"I Saw The Light", "A Boy Named 
Sue", "He Stopped Loving Her Today".
Cm
"The Pill" and "16th Avenue".
Cm
The Ryman, oh, she's a diamond in 
the crown of that wicked queen.
                                 Bb
She was Roy Acuff's castle and Elvis
 Presley's broken dream
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It's not all bad it's not all dark 
Bb
it's not all gloom and crass,
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But to find gold in this silver 
               F
mine it does take balls of brass.
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For she's seen 'em come and seen 
           Cm
'em go
Cm
And came herself a time or two.
                    Cm
No matter how satisfied her screams 
sound she always wants someone new
    Cm
The next him or them or her or all 
with stamina to last the night,
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To be a star in this lady's town, 
               Cm
you can screw or you can fight

Bb                       Eb
You see, it all comes down to money
Bb
Not romantic art of days gone past,
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If you forget that rule, you can 
               F
bet your backside she will bury it 
in your ass.
Cm
A tramp, a slut, a b***h, a mutt, a 
thousand pawn shop guitars.
Cm
A nasty little needle to a vein that
 feeds a singer's heart.
Fm
She lurks in friendly shadows; but 
she's a junky with a limp
Fm                                
The agents are her bookie and the 
           Gm
labels are her pimp
         Gm
I'll tell you a well-known secret of
 a tiny place known far and wide
Fm
The devil walks among us folks and 
Nashville is his bride.

Cm                          Bb
Of all the chaos he has caused, and 
done
                 Fm
His greatest trick is to every 
guitar-totin' dreamer
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The devil don't exist... but 
               G
me, I shook his hand
         A
And I know that he is real
   G                              
So devil, you can go screw yourself,
D
 and then go straight to hell.

Dm
Devil, devil, I feel you preying on 
my mind
Dm                                
I got nine things going wrong 
                       A
right now and her leaving makes a 
dime
     Dm                            
I'm mad as hell, and drunk, and 
well tonight, I guess we'll see
         G

Dm                               
If devil, devil, you're bad 
A                       Dm
enough to lock horns with me

Dm
Level, level, in search of solid 
ground
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This swinging, swaying, side to 
        A
side, is tossing me around
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I got a hanker for an anchor to 
               G
steady up my bow
Dm
Level, level, tie this rebel down

G
Crazy, crazy, calling out my name
        Dm                         
I got one foot on the platform and 
          A
the other's on a train
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Save me, save me, I know what's in
         C
 store
Dm                     C         
Crazy, crazy, hell, I've been 
        A       Dm
there before

Dm
Danger, danger, the way you're 
looking there at me
     Dm                          
Be careful what you wish for, you 
                        A
might get what you don't need
Dm                                
I'm a brush fire on a drought 
                          G
land, and you're a Santa Ana breeze
Dm                       A  
Danger, danger, don't you play 
             Dm
around with me

G
Crazy, crazy, calling out my name
        Dm                         
I got one foot on the platform and 
          A
the other's on a train
G                                 
Save me, save me, I know what's in
         C
 store
Dm                     C         
Crazy, crazy, hell, I've been 
        A       Dm
there before

Dm
Angel, angel, heavenly body in holy 
jeans
Dm                                
On second thought, get over here 
               A
and wrap me in your wings
Dm                                
Throw caution to the wind and 
                   G
honey, give me what I need
Dm                       C  
Angel, angel, love this devil, 
     G      Bb       Dm
devil... out of me