Woke up in the mornin feelin mighty fine Got two finger whisky and a bottle of rye Head swimmin silent workin to town The job that pays is the one i found Kick the job jump to the bar Got tabs across town but i'm goin far Find a place they don't know me yet Leave no scrub with lost profit Forget your immortal soul You gotta drink to the devil down below Got derringer sitting right by my side My eyes set straight on my liquid bride People always come and people always go The drink never left me out there alone Bartender says it's time to pay Derringer speaks and i run away Scramblin through brambles in deep dark night Hidden from the haze of their flashlights Forget your immortal soul You gotta drink to the devil down below To live and drink another day You gotta run run Laying in cold wet mud n clay Their torches gone to wait for day Sip my flask and carry on f**k the town that i came from! Forget your immortal soul You gotta drink to the devil down below