Devil Got My Woman

You know, I'd rather be the ol' devil Well, I'd rather be the devil Then to be that woman' man You know, rather be the devil Than to be that woman' man You know, I'm so sorry You know, so sorry That I ever fell in love wit' you-ooo-hoo-oo Because you know you don't treat me Baby, like you used ta do-hoo You know, I laid down last night You know, I laid down last night And I thought to take me some rest But my mind got to rambling Like a wild geese from the west You know the woman that I love The woman that I love I stol't her from my best friend But you know he done got lucky An he done got her back, again You know, I used to cut your kindleing You know, I used to cut your kindleing Baby, then I made you some fire Then I would tote all your water Way, way, way, from the bogy brier You know, my baby she don't drink whiskey My baby, she don't drink no whiskey An I know she ain't crazy about wine Now, it was nothin' but the ol' devil He done changed my baby's mind You know, I could be right You know, I could be right Then again, I could be wrong But it was nothin' but the ol' devil He done got my baby Now he done gone. ~