Devil’s Keep Songtext
von Tyler Bryant & The Shakedown

I ain′t afraid of the bite of a snake
There ain't a hole deep enough for my grave
The only thing that can cut to my bone
Is how you love me, mama, like a chiseled stone

You′ve got a way of getting to me
You've got a way of getting to me
Throw another dime in the devil's keep
You′ve got a way of getting to me

I had a heart made out of lead
I danced through the valley of the shadow of death
There ain′t a ghost I'm afraid to see
But you′ve got a way, honey, of getting to me

You've got a way of getting to me
You′ve got a way of getting to me
Throw another dime in the devil's keep
You′ve got a way of getting to me


There ain't a bottle that can bring me down
I crawl out of the gutter, drink another round
For living nine lives, there's nine kinds of hell
And a one look, woman, got me under her spell

And if I ever reach the pearly gates
And old St. Peter just turns me away
Down to the land of fire and hate
You′ll be the one last fear I wanna face

You′ve got a way of getting to me
You've got a way of getting to me
Throw another dime in the devil′s keep
You've got a way of getting to me

You′ve got a way
You've got a way of getting to me
You′ve got a way
You've got a way of getting to me

You've got a way
You′ve got a way of getting to me
You′ve got a way
You've got a way of getting to me


You′ve got a way
You've got a way of getting to me
You′ve got a way
You've got a way of getting to me

You′ve got a way