The Devil’s Right Hand Songtext
von Steve Earle

′Bout the time my daddy left to fight the big war
I saw my first pistol in the general store
In the general store, I was thirteen
Thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen
Had some black-eyed heaven, soon the window grew up
Mama dropped a dozen eggs, she really blew up
She really blew up, I didn't understand
Mama says the pistol is the devil′s right hand

The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand
Mama says the pistol is the devil′s right hand


Y′all, my first pistol was a cap and ball Colt
Shoot as fast as lightning, but she loaded mighty slow
She loaded mighty slow, soon I found out
She could get you into trouble, but she can't get you out
Then I went and got myself a Colt.45
Called it a peacemaker, but I never knew why
Well, I never knew why, I didn′t understand
My mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand

The devil′s right hand, the devil's right hand
Mama says the pistol is the devil′s right hand
The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand
Mama says the pistol is the devil′s right hand

I got into a car game in a company town
I caught a miner cheating and I shot the dog down
I shot the dog down, I watched the man fall
Never touched his horse, he never had a chance to crawl
My trial was in the morning and the judge made out of bed
Asked me how I pleaded, not guilty I said
Not guilty I said, you got the wrong man
Nothing touches a trigger but the devil′s right hand

The devil's right hand, the devil′s right hand
Mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand
The devil′s right hand, the devil's right hand
Nothing touches a trigger but the devil′s right hand

Mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand