The Devil isn’t as scary as Mama says he is. At least not when I see him every Friday on the side of the road. Daddy says I have to look sharp on my way to Papa’s farm, and don’t talk to no one who don’t know my name. But the Devil knew my name...
The Devil isn’t as scary as Mama says he is. At least not when I see him every Friday on the side of the road. Daddy says I have to look sharp on my way to Papa’s farm, and don’t talk to no one who don’t know my name. But the Devil knew my name...