I took myself down to the Tally Ho Tavern
to buy me a bottle of beer.
And I sat me down by a tender young lady
whose eyes were as dark as her hair.
And as I was searching from bottle to
bottle for something unfoolish to say,
that silver-tongued devil just slipped from
the shadows and smiled and stole her away.
And I said,
hey,
little girl,
don't you know he's a devil?
He's everything that I ain't,
hiding intentions of evil under the smile of a saint.
All he's good for is getting in trouble
and shifting his shadow to flame.
And some people swear he's my double,
and some even say we're the same.
But the silver-tongued devil's got nothing to lose.
I'll only live till I die.
We'll take our own chances and pay our own dues,
the silver-tongued devil and I.
Like
all the fair maidens who've laid down beside him,
she knew in her heart that he'd
lied.
Nothing that I could have said could have saved her,
no matter how hard that she tried.
Because she'll offer her charms to the darkness
and danger of something that she's never known,
open her arms at the smile of the stranger
who'll love her and leave her alone.
And you know he's a devil.
He's everything that I ain't,
hiding intentions of evil under the smile of a saint.
All he's good for is getting in trouble
and shifting his shadow to flame.
And some people swear he's my double,
and some even say we're the same.
But the silver-tongued devil's got nothing to lose.
I'll only live till I die.
We'll take our own chances and pay our own dues,
the silver-tongued devil and I.