The night i was born
There was a storm
Like none the town had seen
Up in the clouds was a face and the town swore it looked like me
I got a guitar when i was 8 years old and i knew it was no toy
It was a tool of the devil, and it was instrumental to the nature of this boy.
I grew up hard and i grew up fast and i knew what had to be done
I would make a deal with the devil just like kurt and elvis i screamed where do i sign
All of a sudden a girl appeared she said here come drink this wine
Sure enough i drand and shot up now its ten years down the line.
Just when i thought my life was over i woke up in the mud.
Over there kind of dark in the corner i thought i seen someone.
It was dark and it was cold and i could barely see
But the face in the corner was dark and colder and it looked a lot like me
He said sorry son you came all this way to try and sell your soul
But to be quite frank Im your dad and your soul i already own
But if you still want to make a deal with your dear old dad
I will see if i can pull some strings
So get your ass up out of that mud Ill meet you in nashville tennesee.
I was born in the bad lands
Raised by the bad hands
There is evil in my blood
You mess with me you best watch out cause your messin with the devils son.
I got up on out that mud and went to Nashville Tennesee
Sure enough when i rolled up there was demons waiting for me
I said hey there mister bob waynes the name and im here to meet someone
He said I know son im a freind of your dadsI smell the evil in your blood.
Follow me downtown bob wayne and ill show you around
Dont you worry about who knows who your daddy owns this stown
So i got up and went down to the studio of sin
Up on the wall was pictures of all 4 of the highwaymen
He said hey bob wayne your the devils by and your his prodigy
Now im gonna hit record on this big old board boy i want to hear you sing.
I was born in the bad lands
Raised by the bad hands
There is evil in my blood
You mess with me you best watch out cause your messin with the devils son.
Bob Wayne - Devil's Son Lyrics
Bob Wayne - Devil's Son Lyrics
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The night i was born
There was a storm
Like none the town had seen
Up in the clouds was a face and the town swore it looked like me
I got a guitar when i was 8 years old and i knew it was no toy
It was a tool of the devil, and it was instrumental to the nature of this boy.
I grew up hard and i grew up fast and i knew what had to be done
I would make a deal with the devil just like kurt and elvis i screamed where do i sign
All of a sudden a girl appeared she said here come drink this wine
Sure enough i drand and shot up now its ten years down the line.
Just when i thought my life was over i woke up in the mud.
Over there kind of dark in the corner i thought i seen someone.
It was dark and it was cold and i could barely see
But the face in the corner was dark and colder and it looked a lot like me
He said sorry son you came all this way to try and sell your soul
But to be quite frank Im your dad and your soul i already own
But if you still want to make a deal with your dear old dad
I will see if i can pull some strings
So get your ass up out of that mud Ill meet you in nashville tennesee.
I was born in the bad lands
Raised by the bad hands
There is evil in my blood
You mess with me you best watch out cause your messin with the devils son.
I got up on out that mud and went to Nashville Tennesee
Sure enough when i rolled up there was demons waiting for me
I said hey there mister bob waynes the name and im here to meet someone
He said I know son im a freind of your dadsI smell the evil in your blood.
Follow me downtown bob wayne and ill show you around
Dont you worry about who knows who your daddy owns this stown
So i got up and went down to the studio of sin
Up on the wall was pictures of all 4 of the highwaymen
He said hey bob wayne your the devils by and your his prodigy
Now im gonna hit record on this big old board boy i want to hear you sing.
I was born in the bad lands
Raised by the bad hands
There is evil in my blood
You mess with me you best watch out cause your messin with the devils son.
There was a storm
Like none the town had seen
Up in the clouds was a face and the town swore it looked like me
I got a guitar when i was 8 years old and i knew it was no toy
It was a tool of the devil, and it was instrumental to the nature of this boy.
I grew up hard and i grew up fast and i knew what had to be done
I would make a deal with the devil just like kurt and elvis i screamed where do i sign
All of a sudden a girl appeared she said here come drink this wine
Sure enough i drand and shot up now its ten years down the line.
Just when i thought my life was over i woke up in the mud.
Over there kind of dark in the corner i thought i seen someone.
It was dark and it was cold and i could barely see
But the face in the corner was dark and colder and it looked a lot like me
He said sorry son you came all this way to try and sell your soul
But to be quite frank Im your dad and your soul i already own
But if you still want to make a deal with your dear old dad
I will see if i can pull some strings
So get your ass up out of that mud Ill meet you in nashville tennesee.
I was born in the bad lands
Raised by the bad hands
There is evil in my blood
You mess with me you best watch out cause your messin with the devils son.
I got up on out that mud and went to Nashville Tennesee
Sure enough when i rolled up there was demons waiting for me
I said hey there mister bob waynes the name and im here to meet someone
He said I know son im a freind of your dadsI smell the evil in your blood.
Follow me downtown bob wayne and ill show you around
Dont you worry about who knows who your daddy owns this stown
So i got up and went down to the studio of sin
Up on the wall was pictures of all 4 of the highwaymen
He said hey bob wayne your the devils by and your his prodigy
Now im gonna hit record on this big old board boy i want to hear you sing.
I was born in the bad lands
Raised by the bad hands
There is evil in my blood
You mess with me you best watch out cause your messin with the devils son.
Writer: ROBERT WAYNE WATERS III
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.