Dm If I was the devilAm I'd hang out in Blue Eye, MissouriG A Where the water and the mountain collideDm I'd scare all the little childrenAm And rumble around beneath the bedsG Tell them all kind of storiesA You can't help but get them stuck in their headsDm Then I'd take out some of your livestockAm You can blame it on the beast of the nightG But you know it was meA Same as you know wrong and rightContinues after the adDm If I was the devilAm I'd go and find your preacher manG A Crusty and white hairDm I'd tell him that hell is on the wayAm Scare him right out of his skinG A See the brimstone in his eyesDm Am Then a band of fat white deacons would take him far awayG A That would be just fine with meDm If I was the devilDm Am G A Dm Am G ADm If I was the devilAm I'd gather up all your dreamsG A And drop them to the bottom of a black lagoonDm Am I'd steal away all your patience and steal away all your prideG A Leave you with nothing but uncontrollable fearDm And then I'd reveal my masterpieceAm As I dance around with the nightG Down in Blue Eye, MissouriA Dm Where the water and the mountain collideDm Am G A Dm
If I Was The Devil
Pat Green
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