Devil's Prospects - Sarah McCoy

Aloysius Leander felt his bones run dry

As he drank on his whiskey and rye

The devil came in he said

«Pour me some gin, we’re walking the long road that winds.»

So I’m going to find him today

I’m going to find him today!

Well, I’m going to find him down the long road that winds

Going to find where he lay

Well, my bones are stacked like rocks

And I take to the wind like the sea

Well, I’m going below to see the devil my soul

To bring back my lover to me

So I’m going to find him today

I’m going to find him today!

Well, I’m going to find him down the long road that winds

Going to find where he lay

Papa, you can’t save me now!

I ate red fruit from the seed!

Well, I’m goin' below to sell the devil my soul

And there forever I will be

Well, I going to find him to today

I’m going to find him today!

Well, I’m going to find him down the long road that winds

Going to find where he lay

Well, I’m going to find him to today

I’m going to find him today!

Well, I’m going to find him down the long road that winds

Going to find where he lay

Well I’m going to find here lay

Goin to find where he lay…