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(hummmm) (ahhhh) The floorboards creak
beneath her velvet tread
A quiet house
where even angels dread
She keeps the secrets
buried in the loam
A smiling face
that turned a heart to stone
Don't look her in the eye
when night comes down
She's the sweetest devil
in this dusty town
Oh hide your gold and say your final prayer
There's cold blood running
underneath her hair
Three names are etched
upon the southern hill
The lawman came
but now his voice is still
She pours the tea
and watches shadows grow
A pretty lace
to hide the undertow (wheeew) (ah!)
Don't look her in the eye
when night comes down
She's the sweetest devil in this dusty town
Oh hide your gold and say your final prayer
There's cold blood running
underneath her hair
She's a murderer... Watch your back,
boy... (hummmm)