| The devil walks behind you
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| Sneakin' ever ready to steal your world away
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| No matter what you mean to
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| He’ll have you saying things you really should not say
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| It’s not that I’m a bad man
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| Had my good intentions just like all the rest
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| But when he gets behind you
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| It’s hard to see for real it’s hard to know what’s best
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| But just 'cause I missed it
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| No need to get all bitter 'n twisted
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| Pocket full of promises
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| But promises don’t buy your things or pay your way
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| I had it my palm girl
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| Now there’s just an empty hand down there today
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| But just 'cause I missed it
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| No need to get all bitter 'n twisted
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| I said just 'cause I missed it
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| No need to get all bitter 'n twisted
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| I tried to walk the straight line
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| Tried to pass the swingin' door on my way home
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| I thought about the good things
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| Then I thought about the bad things too and was undone
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| I miss my wife and kids now
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| Miss all the little things we used to do and say
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| The devil walks behind you
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| Sneakin' ever ready to steal your soul away
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| But just 'cause I missed it
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| No need to get all bitter 'n twisted
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| I said just 'cause I missed it
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| No need to get all bitter 'n twisted |