Scott Whitby, 2022
The devil came looking around, wanted to make a deal
Looked me in the eye, smiling with teeth of steel
I said come on in, sit down, share with me a meal
Fixed the devil a steak and a cold glass of whisky
He left the steak on his plate but he couldn't get enough whisky
Devil said I'm feeling good...that can be so risky
What's yo' deal Mr. devil...said I had to know
Tell me what yo' deal is ol' devil...I just got to know
He said needed to think a little
Won't take too long f' sho'
When he came back...his face was stained with drool
Stumbled over his words and said...got a deal for you
He thought he had another...thought he found another fool
Said he'd give me 20 years, I could play like BB King
Between now and then...you can sing all you want to sing
After that you're all mine
And I will be the king
I said how about this...you think you are so clever
He knew right then it was over...our short time together
I cracked a guitar on his head
Told him it was my pleasure
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