Lyrics"Blue Devils"
Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley.
She said do you really love me? in a French hotel I said indeed I do, my lovely mademoiselle Be it morning, noon or night, I just can’t get you out of my head For you, I’d give my soul to the devil when I’m dead But I’m too poor to ever ask your father for your hand This predicament has made me a melancholy man Can’t think of anything I’ve done to deserve this circumstance All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance I’m bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame Got no way to get a room, and no money for a meal Can’t find any work, and I’m too honest to steal The beautiful Annette, her father took her away Now I’m drinking at the bar and I’ve got no way to pay A rich man sittin’ next to me hears my story of woe Gives me ten thousand dollars and says I wouldn’t have to owe Can’t think of anything I’ve done to deserve this circumstance All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance I’m bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame I said why would you just give me this money free and clear He said because it would bring us all satisfaction and good cheer Then I learned he was gonna kill himself until he overheard my tale He said he couldn’t find happiness, and that his life had gotten stale Until he realized life’s greatest pleasure is to help the poor So I thanked him and then I left to go knock on her daddy’s door Can’t think of anything I’ve done to deserve this circumstance All I can do is hope and pray for a second chance I’m bound to live a life of shame, blue devils are to blame Copyright © ℗ 2020 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved. |
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