| Well Reverend, Reverend, please come quick
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| 'Cause I got something to admit
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| I met a man out in the sticks
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| Of Good Ole Miss
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| He drove a Series 10 Cadillac and wore a cigar on his lip
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| Don’t you know the devil wears a suit and tie
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| I saw him driving down The 61 in early July
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| White as a cotton field and sharp as a knife
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| I heard him howling as he passed me by
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| And he said «I know you, I know you young man
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| «I know you by the state of your hands
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| «You're a six-string picker, just as I am
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| «Let me learn you somethin': I know a few turns to make all the girls dance
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| Don’t you know the devil wears a suit and tie
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| I saw him driving down The 61 in early July
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| White as a cotton field and sharp as a knife
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| I heard him howling as he passed me by
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| Oh foolish, foolish was I
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| Damn my foolish eyes
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| 'Cause that man’s lessons had a price, oh sweet price
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| My sweet soul everlasting, a very own eternal light
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| Don’t you know that the devil wears a suit and tie
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| I saw him driving down The 61 in early July
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| White as a cotton field and sharp as a knife
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| I heard him howling as he passed me by
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| Well, the devil wears a suit and tie
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| I saw him driving down The 61 in early July
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| White as a cotton field and sharp as a knife
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| I heard him howling as he passed me by |