Devil Is A Friend Lyrics

Well, when I was a boy, my momma left home

Woke up one morning, me and daddy was alone

Daddy was left full of hurt and spite

Told me"Boy, I'm gonna raise you right"

Said"The Lord might take you by the hand

But the Devil is a friend of the workin' man"

His eyes were hard, and his hands were rough

No need to eat if he just drank enough

Took me out each night and showed me his ways

Showed me how to fight and which cards to play

And with each passing night, I could understand

This wasn't no road to the promised land

He told me"Pray and pray 'til your knees are sore

'Til the day that you forget what you were praying for

Don't wait for things that ain't happened yet

'Cause the hand you got's the only one you're gonna get

Gotta get by any way we can

And boy, the Devil is a friend of the workin' man

There ain't no"Sunday best" in my bottom drawer

Sunday morning I recover from the night before

And these fists have thrown a punch or two

But if you don't cross me, I won't cross you

And if you'd lived my life you would understand

That the Devil is a friend of the workin' man

Said the Lord might take you by the hand, but he ain't gonna take us to the promised land

And if you lived my life you would understand that the Devil is a friend of the workin' man

Said the Lord might take you by the hand, but he ain't gonna take us to the promised land

And if you lived my life you would understand that the Devil is a friend of the workin' man

Said the Lord might take you by the hand, but he ain't gonna take us to the promised land

And if you lived my life you would understand that the Devil is a friend of the workin' man

Said the Lord might take you by the hand, but he ain't gonna take us to the promised land

And if you lived my life you would understand that the Devil is a friend of the workin' man