The Devil Drinks Bourbon Neat

He don't take ice, he don't take soda He don't take "no" and he don't take long Slides in the booth like a Sunday hearse Tips the waitress, hums an old song

Asked me what I owed Asked me what I knew Asked me what I'd do for kin And what kin I'd do it to

The devil drinks bourbon neat, son The devil drinks bourbon neat He'll buy you a third when you can't sit straight And the third one walks you to your seat The devil drinks bourbon neat

Said the man on the highway with the broken jaw Was a brother of mine since '89 Said the bank in Tulsa with the loose back door Was a brother of his since the very same time

Said he didn't pull the trigger Just handed out the rope Said he didn't rob the safe Just left the back door open, slow

The devil drinks bourbon neat, boys The devil drinks bourbon neat He'll buy you a third when you can't sit straight And the third one walks you to your seat The devil drinks bourbon neat

Slid an envelope across the wood Didn't tell me what was in Just said "Brother, I'm glad you're back I always knew you'd come"

The devil drinks bourbon neat, y'all The devil drinks bourbon neat Pays the tab in a fold of green Tips a dollar for the receipt The devil drinks bourbon neat The devil drinks bourbon neat

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