Devil & an Old Six String

By Jacob Bryant

On Bar Stool Preacher

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[Verse 1]

I didn't have to drink hank or smoke like Willie did

It just came natrual, and that's the way it is

I got a little front porch running through my veins

Slamming screen doors and picking helps to ease my vein

From the choir in the back pew to the honky tonks

Playing old souls like George Jones Lord I'm too far gone


[Chorus]

Yeah, I need these neon lights

Cause that's the only damn thing that gets me high

If I barely make it in on a broken wing

Blame it on the devil and my old six string


[Verse 2]

I made this life harder than it had to be

Married and divorced by the time I was 23

Hooked on the bright lights, the night life, and the party crowd

What kind of woman would wanna hang around


[Chorus]

But, I need these neon lights

Cause that's the only damn thing that gets me high

If I barely make it in on a broken wing

Blame it on the devil and my old six string


[Chorus]

Yeah, I need these neon lights

Cause that's the only damn thing that gets me high

If I barely make it in on a broken wing

Blame it on the devil and my old six string

Yeah, blame it on the devil and my old six string