From the recording No Man's Land
Lyrics
Old Mister Devil
Old mister devil limping down the road
old mister devil moving kinda slow
yeah he tips his hat and pats your back
and you will shake his hand, just like that
Old mister devil on a Sunday morning
old mister devil singing gospel stories
and he got a blade tucked up in his coat
and he’ll be singing when you cut your own throat
Now old mister devil you better believe
he no good up his sleeve
he’s as close as he can be
man, the devil’s in you
and the devil’s in me
Now old mister devil gonna see you robbed
old mister devil with a wink and a nod
robbed of every good thing that is precious to you
better call on Jesus to chase that devil from you