ToTheDevilForADime

To The Devil For A Dime - Tinsley Ellis

Lyrics by：Tinsley Ellis

Composed by：Tinsley Ellis

I got a traveling bones

On the day I was born

I left my only home

To find what I'm looking for

They say the world must be round

So I sailed the seven seas

But searching for a brand new world

Is getting the best of me

I could sell my soul to the devil for a dime

Sell my soul to the devil for a dime

I could sell my soul to the devil for a dime

Sell my soul to the devil

I worked twenty-five years

On that assembly line

Until they finally made that gear

Took away that job of mine

Now I'm out here on this corner

I got holes in both my shoes

I got no where to turn

I've got nothing to lose

Except these blues

I could sell my soul to the devil for a dime

Sell my soul to the devil for a dime

I could sell my soul to the devil for a dime

Sell my soul to the devil for a dime

I been on this boulevard

Since nineteen sixty-nine

My finding work was so hard

Thought about stepping over the line

Now I know someday my ticket

My ticket number's got to win

But I cold wind is blowing

Down the back of my coat again

It's such a sin

I could sell my soul to the devil for a dime

Sell my soul to the devil for a dime

I could sell my soul to the devil for a dime

Sell my soul to the devil for a dime

Sell my soul to the devil for a dime

Sell my soul to the devil for a dime