Lyrics
Mama told me when I was a wee child
She said, "Boy, don't let me catch you out runnin' wild"
Burn-out for your time is due
Darlin' it's bound to come back real good
Dealin' with the devil
Don't go dealin' with the devil
Trying to make the most out of life
Hello Satan
Mama told me you'd call
The cards are stacked
My back's against the wall
Well I don't wanna sell my soul
But I'm sure we could arrange a loan
Lord, I've been dealin' with the devil
Dealin' with the devil
Tryin' to make the most out of life
And when the judgement comes
I'll say whoa oh oh
It's me
And to your righteous sons
I say glory
Glory be
Every word my mama told me was true
I guess I've got to pay when the payment's due (yes I do)
But he's the only man in town that swears
He's gonna see me through
I've been dealin' with the devil
Lord, I've been dealin' with the devil
Trying to make the most out of life
WRITERS
Piet Sweval
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