I was walking down a dirt road
And the night was coming on fast
I had gone to for some corn meal for our supper
By the time I got to miss Johnson's house
I knew there was something wrong
By the worried look she had upon her face
I said: Miss Johnson could you tell me
What are you shaking for?
She said: Lord, they caught the devil
And they got him in jail in Eudora, ArkansasAnd he's got a mean that looked like leather
And a long and funky tail
And when he touches it against the cell bars
Sparks would flyI did not know of what she spoke
But I believed every word she said
And I burned the souls of my feet on my way back home
Well the next day a crowd had gathered
Out in front of the Eudora jailhouse
But there was not a trace to be seen of the devilNow the jailer had been a poor man
And now his pockets were stuffed with money
And he was sitting outside in a brand new Continental Lincoln
With famous skirts on itHe would not say where he got the money
Was he a part of the devils bargain?
And did he set him free that night in Eudora, Arkansas?
Now who's to say?
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