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• Artiste: Tom Flannery
• Titre: Devil In My Shoes
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Can't help myself I go round and round could be coming or going when you see me in town like crop circles visible from the sky you can ask when and you can ask why in the delta they called it the walkin' blues but I know it's just the devil in my shoes Fair haired lady married a preacher man for reasons that she now can't understand all the best wine to go with that bread but it ain't the body of christ in her bed she's up all night...she's searching for clues but I know it's just the devil in my shoes I got the devil in my shoes the devil in my shoes born not to woman...but to lose with the devil in my shoes I'd find myself a balcony the higher up you go the less you gotta see don't wanna be bothered with the cracks in the road scanning the sky for my mother lode when I find it I'll bid you a fond adieu because I got the devil in my shoes There's a soldier who always runs away a traveling salesman who decides to stay a father living on an old bar stool president elected by a pack of fools tell me son what would you do if you had the devil in your shoes? I got the devil in my shoes the devil in my shoes born not to woman...but to lose with the devil in my shoes