Bet The Devil

Never bet the Devil if, you value your head
Many have tried before and all have wound up dead

Listen to this tale of a man who, often said,
“I’ll Bet the Devil my head”
Beaten by his left-handed mother
Who would ever do that to another?
Headlessly for eternity, his body roams,
A troubled soul without a home

Woe to those who think that they can toy and wager thus
Hear this tale of tragedy and cranial-loss

Hear this tale of tragedy and cranial loss
If you listen carefully, you will learn a lesson…

Don’t take lightly, a Devil’s bet, you can’t be sure of, what you might get
Just ask Edgar Allan Poe, he bet the Devil, he would know
Or Daniel Webster, if you approach polite,
and ask of him, you just might
Learn one lesson, that will save your head,
if you bet the Devil, you’ll end up dead

Hear me now and mark my words. It’s a wager you won’t win
If you want to keep your head, then listen to that voice within

Never bet the Devil
He will take you up on it …now…

I once knew a man who fancied
betting the Devil his head that he could do anything
I often warned him of the peril of these statements
but he’d say it’s just nonsense.
He’d bet the Devil his head he could do this,
he’d bet the Devil his head he could do that
One day the Devil showed up and he lost his head…

Never bet the Devil