V-8 Ford Blues - James Cotton

I'm not dealing with that devil anymore

All I know is that you gave me back my pride

But imaginary bottles won't be everywhere

You were sent here just to save me

To haunt me like before

You reached out your hand and saved a man

So, go to sleep my weary lady

'Cos I'm not dancing with those demons

Heaven knows you've done your chore

I'm not dealing with that devil anymore

Yeah, go to sleep my weary lady

I'm not dealing with that devil anymore, yeah

I'm not dancing with those demons

Then the whiskey took control

I'm not dancing with those demons

I'm not dealing with that devil anymore

You were sent here just to save me

You were sent here just to save me

You were sent here just to save me

Heaven knows you've done your chore

I'm not dealing with that devil anymore

So, go to sleep my weary lady

I'm not dealing with that devil anymore

Who strayed about as far as he could slide

I'm not dancing with those demons

And I'm not dancing with those demons

Heaven knows you've done your chore

Who else could've sent you but the Lord

Heaven knows you've done your chore

And you probably came from heaven

Yeah, go to sleep my weary lady

It don't matter where you came from

Left me waltzing with the witches in my mind

I'm not dancing with those demons