Lyrics Tell It to the Devil - The Marshall Tucker Band

Tell It to the Devil

I can’t stand to see a grown man hit a little kid
Or get cussed out for somethin' not even knowin' what he did
See a man, any man
Messin' 'round with your best friend’s wife
Or sit helpless in the corner
And watch a man drink away his life
I’m gonna clean my soul up Lord
You don’t owe me no back pay
I’m gonna tell that to the devil
When I see him today
Walked to a graveyard
May they all rest in peace
I wish they could all go to heaven
I bet two did at least
Someone that don’t feel sorry
For the helpless and the blind
Kinda makes you wanna pick up the Bible
And memorize every single line
I’m gonna clean my soul up Lord
You don’t owe me no back pay
I’m gonna tell that to the devil
When I see him today
See a man walk by a beggar with an empty tin cup
Kinda makes you wanna grab him by the back of the neck
Knock him down and never pick him up
I’m gonna clean my soul up Lord
You don’t owe me no back pay
I’m gonna tell that to the devil
When I see him today
I’m gonna tell that to the devil
When I see him today