Called to the devil and the devil did come

I said to the devil, devil, do you like drums

Do you like cigarettes, dominoes, rum

He said, only sundown, Sundays, Christmas

Some days end when I need a few friends

Now and again, I could never hope to keep them

Thought to give friends what I thought that they wanted

Never had they needed a good friend as I've been

Don't get me ventin' on friends who resent you

'Cause all you've ever done is been a noose to hang on to the falls

They are hecklace and reckless

They fell into hell where you both hang with nothing to do but