DRINK WITH THE DEVIL Songtext
von Devil’s Cut

Raising Hell, Praisin Dale
Runnin′ from the law
'Till I′m dead and gone
Paid the bail
County jail all weekend long
Swear it ain't my fault
Imma hot head
Skol ring
Corn fed
Blue jeans
Son of a bitch

'Bout as country as it gets!
100 down a dirt road
Southern born and bred!
Reload with my eyes closed


Go shot for shot and mix it with metal
Head down to Georgia
Drink with the devil
Country as it gets!
Bourbon in a bible
Momma tried her best!
Write that on my tombstone

Went South of Kentucky
Been lookin′ for trouble
Head down to Georgia
And drink with the devil!
And drink with the devil!

We don′t miss in thesticks
That's where I come from
Tires in the mud!
Sippin′ shine, feeling fine
Whiskey ain't enough
Out here we like it rough!

′Bout as country as it gets!
100 down a dirt road
Southern born and bred!
Reload with my eyes closed


Go shot for shot and mix it with metal
Head down to Georgia
Drink with the devil
Country as it gets!
Bourbon in a bible
Momma tried her best!
Write that on my tombstone

Went South of Kentucky
Been lookin' for trouble
Head down to Georgia
And drink with the devil!

I met him at a dive bar
He sold me his soul
Now every beer hell is served cold stone
Oh hell yeah

′Bout as country as it gets!
100 down a dirt road
Southern born and bred!
Reload with my eyes closed

Go shot for shot and mix it with metal
Head down to Georgia
Drink with the devil
Country as it gets!
Bourbon in a bible
Momma tried her best!
Write that on my tombstone

Went South of Kentucky
Been lookin' for trouble
Head down to Georgia
And drink with the devil!
And drink with the devil!