DEVIL CALL ME BACK HOME
(written by: Tommy Conwell)

The day I died there were no funeral
Throwed a big party instead
Shafted, preterd and hustled, raised a toast
The bad [bad word] is finally dead

I hear ‘em callin’, sayin’ – oh
Bring the saxophone – oh
And a black cat bone – oh
‘Til we’re all alone
Devil callin’ me back home

My time ain’t long now I know
For cheap thrills and dirty tricks
But before I go I’m gonna make sure
That baby I get my kicks

I hear ‘em callin’, sayin’ – oh
Bring the saxophone – oh
And a black cat bone – oh
‘Til we’re all alone
Devil’s callin’ me back home

Up jumped the devil in a skull cap
Hit me with a lump of coal
He grabbed me by the neck and said
Look-a here, man – boy, you just got to go

I hear ‘em callin’, sayin’ – oh
Bring the saxophone – oh
And a black cat bone – oh
‘Til we’re all alone
Devil callin’ me back home

Oh, bring the saxophone – oh
And a black cat bone – oh
That’s why we’re all alone
Devil’s callin’ me back home
Oh