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Johnny Walker
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Old Johnny Walker had a whore for an angel,
she was out drinking when the devil came to town.
Painting blood on the porch to ward off the evil.
Don't you know that the Devil is a back door man?
Demon won't lie when the truth is a burden.
Angel don't you cry cuz your bed is burning.
Kick up your heels while you're dancing on the daisies.
Johnny Walker's on the rails.
Old Johnny Walker had a dream he was flying;
never knew he could, but he never thought to doubt it.
Over bare quarries, and off through the forest,
Johnny came to look on the town.
Up to the bar and his angel was missing,
Johnny don't you cry cuz your angel's misbehaving.
Kick up your heels while you're dancing on the daisies.
Your angel is on the town.
Old Johnny Walker had chill in his soul,
the feeling was bad but he had nowhere to go.
He went to the bar and he ordered a drink,
the more he imagined the more his heart sank.
The drink took hold and he had to get home,
Johnny don't you worry cuz the whisky's in your bones.
Kick up your heels while you're dancing on the daisies.
Johnny Walker's on the rails.
Devil don't need a gun.
Devil don't need to draw blood.
Steal a kiss from the devils glass lips,
and drown yourself in the love.
Sound from the bushes - the devil's own mischief.
A voice says "Johnny," bet you know that sound.
A dark wooded road between the bar and home,
angel was calling from a well.
"Angel" he was crying as he stumbled through the dark.
Don't you worry baby, cuz you break my heart.
Kick up my heels and I come down to save you,
but the best intentions pave the road to Hell.
Devil knows well, the best intentions pave the road to Hell.
Angel came home and Johnny was missing,
Johnny she never found.
The bar was making whiskey from the water in the well;
Johnny Walker's on the rails.
Shoot another whiskey and the whole bar is drinking.
Don't you worry, angel, cuz your soul is sinking.
Kick up your heels while you're dancing on the daisies.
Johnny Walker's on the rails.
The Devil knows well,
Johnny Walker's on the rails.
Devil don't need a gun.
Devil don't need to draw blood.
Steal a kiss from the devils glass lips,
and drown yourself in the love.
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