High atop a lonely moor, a widow lived alone An Inn she kept, and as she slept her pillow heard her moan "Oh, many's the lonely traveller who's spent the night with me But there's no a man in all creation who gives content to me! "Well, some can manage once or twice and some make three or four But it seems to me a rarity is the man who can do more I'd do anything to find him in Heaven or in Hell" And as she spoke these words, sure, she heard her front door bell And the wind blew cold and lonely across that Widow's moor And she never, ever turned away a traveller from the door So boldly ran the Widow and the door did open wide And as she did, a tall and handsome stranger stepped inside Well, she gave him bread and brandy and when that he was fed He said, "My dear, now have no fear. It's time to come to bed "For I've heard your plea right down below And I've come to see you right But you must come to Hell with me if I can last the night" She said, "You randy Devil! To this bargain I'll agree For Hell on Earth, or Hell in Hell. It's all the same to me!" And the wind blew cold and lonely across that Widow's moor And she never, ever turned away a traveller from the door Now, as they fumbled in the bed, the Devil, he proved well And he thought before the night would end that she'd be in his Hell Ah, but when he came to number nine, the Widow cried out, "More!" And when the twelfth time came around, the Widow cried, "Encore!" At twenty-five the Devil felt compelled to take a rest But the Widow cried "Come raise your head and put me to the test!" At sixty-nine, the Widow laughed "Again! Again!" she cried And the Devil said, "Well, I can see just how your husband died!" And the wind blew cold and lonely across that Widow's moor And she never, ever turned away a traveller from the door At ninety-nine, the Devil, he began to wail and weep He said, "I'll give you anything, if you'll let me go to sleep!" But before the morning light was up, the Devil hobbled home And the Widow, still not satisfied, once more was left alone She lay there on her pillow and she thought on ninety-nine "It's a pity that poor old Devil couldn't manage one more time! I'll call him up again tonight to see what can be done With a little more application, we could make it to the ton!" And the wind blew cold and lonely across that Widow's moor And she never, ever turned away a traveller from the door But when she called to him that night, no Devil did appear For the first time in Eternity, the Devil, he shook with fear He said, "Of all the torments I've witnessed here in Hell I never knew what pain was 'til I rang your front door bell!" And the wind blew cold and lonely across that Widow's moor And she never, ever turned away a traveller from the door And the wind blew cold and lonely across that Widow's moor And she never, ever turned away a traveller from the door

Some boys begin to drink beer and whiskey A few begin to smoke marijuana Jack Daniel's early time, Black Label moonshine Shoot it down, turn your big toe up in your boot Mexico or homegrown, roll a joint, glass bong Pass it to the left like a '72 I'm talkin' whiskey (Whiskey) And smoke (Drink it up and burn it down) (Drink it up and burn it down) Whiskey (Whiskey) And smoke (Drink it up and burn it down) (Drink it up and burn it down) Shoot it straight, mix with Coke, top-shelf unless you're broke Head out to the woods and make some shine in the dirt Swag kush and Purple Haze, Blue Dream, melt your face Head on down to Texas for some Willie's Reserve I'm talkin' whiskey (Whiskey) And smoke (Drink it up and burn it down) (Drink it up and burn it down) Whiskey (Whiskey) And smoke (Drink it up and burn it down) (Drink it up and burn it down) Whiskey (Whiskey) And smoke (Drink it up and burn it down) (Drink it up and burn it down) Whiskey (Whiskey) And smoke (Drink it up and burn it down) (Drink it up and burn it down) For my weed smokers And my whiskey drinkers

Early this morning, he knocked on my door Early this morning he knocked on my door I said "Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go" Me and The Devil are walkin' side by side Me and The Devil are walkin' side by side Well, I'm goin' to beat my man until I get satisfied He says I don't do him right That I dog him around Well, babe, you know you ain't treating me right He says I don't do him right That I dog him around Well, it must be this old evil spirit So deep down within the ground You may bury my body down by the highway side ...oh, babe I don't care what you do with my body You may bury my body down by the highway side So my old evil spirit can catch a Greyhound bus and ride Early this morning, he knocked on my door Now me and The Devil are walking side by side Side by side