From the album Dry County

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Lyrics

Devil In A Dress

Throw A Coin In That Wishin Well
Cos’ The Devil Come A Lookin’ And She Lookin’ Like Hell
She’s Drinkin’ Lightening And She Smokin’ Big Ol’ Cigarettes

She Shouted Boy I Like Your Style
Hell Fire’s Burnin’ You Deep As A Country Mile
And The Only Shade Is Hidden In My Silhouette

How Was I To Know…The Devil Wears A Summer Dress

I Ain’t No Preacher But I’m A Man Of My Word
You Try And Take Me Devil And I’ll Rock Your World
I’ll Ride You Hard And Put You Away Soakin’ Wet

She Pointed At Me With Her Crooked Cane
Then Laughed Real Loud Told Me I’d Best Behave
Or I Might Do Something That I’ll Soon Regret

And I Guess I Never Knew It But…The Devil Wears A Dress
And I Guess I Never Knew It But…The Devil Wears A Dress

In The Frying Pan A Hell’s Kitchen Delight
Forced To Make A Judgment Between What’s Wrong And Right
And All I Could Say Is Devil Do Your Worst Or Do Your Best

Her Eyes Filled With Fire Her Tail Began To Twitch
She Whispered To Me “I Want Your Soul You Son Of A Bitch”
But I Ain’t No Fool Even If My Life’s A Fuckin’ Mess

And I Guess I Never Knew It But…The Devil Wears A Dress
And I Guess I Never Knew It But…The Devil Wears A Dress
And I Guess I Never Knew It But…The Devil Wears A Dress


Words & Music: Steven Wells
Drunk Mosquitoes BMI © 2005
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Steven Wells: Lead & Harmony Vocals, Rhythm Guitars
Michael Bayless: Lead & Rhythm Guitars, Harmony Vocals
Stephan Allen: Bass, harmony vocals
Eric Fields: Drums