song lyrics The Devil Came From Kansas lyrics
The Devil came from Kansas. Where he went to I can t say Though I teach I m not a preacher, and I aim to stay that way There s a monkey riding on my back, been there for some time He says he knows me very well but he s no friend of mine
I am not a humble pilgrim there s no need to scrape and squeeze and don t beg fors ilver paper when I m trying to sell you cheese
The Devil came from Kansas. Where he went to I can t say If you really are my brother then you d better start to pray for the sins of those departed and the ones about to go There s a dark cloud just above us, don t tell me cos I know
I am not a humble pilgrim there s no need to scrape and squeeze and don t beg for silver paper when I m trying to sell you cheese
No I never came from Kansas, don t forget to thank the cook Which reminds me of my duty: I was lost and now I look for the turning and the signpost and the road which takes you down to that pool inside the forest in whose waters I shall drown
I am not a humble pilgrim there s no need to scrape and squeeze and don t beg for silver paper when I m trying to sell you cheese song lyrics
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