Song Length |
2:58 |
Genre |
Blues - Rock, Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll |
Lyrics
Well, I ain?t afraid of the devil
I?ve seen his face, Lord, I know it well
So you can let the big bell toll
Just tell him come and take my soul
?Cause I?m already living in hell
There?re spirits all around me
Sometimes I hear them calling my name
Can?t stop the rain from falling down
And since I came into your town
This poor boy just ain?t been the same
I hear those hound dogs howling
Sounds just like they?re closing in
Just when you think it ain?t for real
You feel them snapping at your heel
And you know that you?ve been living in sin
Sometimes you want to turn and head for home
You?ve been doing too much time
But you?re off the track
Besides the only way back leads
Right to the scene of the crime
Right to the scene of the crime
I ain?t asking for redemption
For those horrible things I might have done
You can say about me what you will
But when you lay me up on that hill
Make sure I face the setting sun
Sometimes you want to turn and head for home
You?ve been doing too much time
But you?re off the track
Besides the only way back leads
Right to the scene of the crime
Right to the scene of the crime
Back to the scene of the crime
Right to the scene of the crime