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Devil’s Credit

[Verse 1] Red moon over the stockyard Spurs drag, leaving sparks in the dust Black hat, black horse, black heartbeat He smells perfume he smells trust He tips his brim at the barstools Every smile is a nail in a cross He buys ‘em hope by the bottle Then bleeds ‘em dry for the cost [Chorus] He’s takin’ souls on Devil’s credit Every “yes” puts another notch deep in his belt He just laughs, says “Girl, you’ll never regret it” But every kiss he cashes is another piece of hell He don’t love ’em, he just drains ’em Leaves ‘em colder than the bottom of the well He’s takin’ souls on Devil’s credit And every tab runs straight to hell [Verse 2] Boots up on that church pew Fang grin in a stained-glass glow Sunday dress, soft hand, bright future He just loves how the fear tastes slow He whispers right through the hymn book “Darlin’, you were born for my flame” By the time that choir hits “Amen” She can’t even remember her name [Chorus] He’s takin’ souls on Devil’s credit Every “yes” puts another notch deep in his belt He just laughs, says “Girl, you’ll never regret it” But every kiss he cashes is another piece of hell He don’t love ’em, he just drains ’em Leaves ‘em colder than the bottom of the well He’s takin’ souls on Devil’s credit And every tab runs straight to hell [Bridge] [Band drops to stomp-clap, fiddle and sax snarl] I seen him out past the graveyard (hey!) Coat tails in the wind like wings Whisperin’ to every headstone Countin’ up his pretty, broken things I drew down on that phantom Silver rounds and a prayer I stole He just smiled through the muzzle flash Said, “Boy, I only want your soul” (oh yeah) [Chorus] He’s takin’ souls on Devil’s credit Every “yes” puts another notch deep in his belt He just laughs, says “Girl, you’ll never regret it” But every kiss he cashes is another piece of hell He don’t love ’em, he just drains ’em Leaves ‘em colder than the bottom of the well He’s takin’ souls on Devil’s credit And I swear I hear the barroom bell Yeah, he’s takin’ souls on Devil’s credit And every tab runs straight to hell