Sarah Mccoy Devil's Prospects
Aloysius Leander felt his bones run dry
As he drank on his whiskey and rye
The devil came in he said
“Pour me some gin, we're walking the long road that winds.”
So I'm going to find him today
I'm going to find him today!
Well, I'm going to find him down the long road that winds
Going to find where he lay
Well, my bones are stacked like rocks
And I take to the wind like the sea
Well, I'm going below to see the devil my soul
To bring back my lover to me
So I'm going to find him today
I'm going to find him today!
Well, I'm going to find him down the long road that winds
Going to find where he lay
Papa, you can't save me now!
I ate red fruit from the seed!
Well, I'm goin' below to sell the devil my soul
And there forever I will be
Well, I going to find him to today
I'm going to find him today!
Well, I'm going to find him down the long road that winds
Going to find where he lay
Well, I'm going to find him to today
I'm going to find him today!
Well, I'm going to find him down the long road that winds
Going to find where he lay
Well I'm going to find here lay
Goin to find where he lay…
