Can't help myself I go round and round
could be coming or going when you see me in town
like crop circles visible from the sky
you can ask when and you can ask why
in the delta they called it the walkin' blues
but I know it's just the devil in my shoes
Fair haired lady married a preacher man
for reasons that she now can't understand
all the best wine to go with that bread
but it ain't the body of christ in her bed
she's up all night...she's searching for clues
but I know it's just the devil in my shoes
I got the devil in my shoes
the devil in my shoes
born not to woman...but to lose
with the devil in my shoes
I'd find myself a balcony
the higher up you go the less you gotta see
don't wanna be bothered with the cracks in the road
scanning the sky for my mother lode
when I find it I'll bid you a fond adieu
because I got the devil in my shoes
There's a soldier who always runs away
a traveling salesman who decides to stay
a father living on an old bar stool
president elected by a pack of fools
tell me son what would you do
if you had the devil in your shoes?
I got the devil in my shoes
the devil in my shoes
born not to woman...but to lose
with the devil in my shoes