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The Devil's Right Hand

Steve Earle

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Steve Earle - "The Devil's Right Hand" [Live from Austin, TX]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
K. Custer
K. Custer
Drums
Kelly Looney
Kelly Looney
Bass Guitar
Ken Moore
Ken Moore
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steve Earle
Steve Earle
Songwriter
Garry Tallent
Garry Tallent
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Earle
Steve Earle
Producer
Joe Hardy
Joe Hardy
Mixing Engineer
Tony Brown
Tony Brown
Producer

Lyrics

About the time that Daddy left to fight the big war Saw my first pistol in the general store In the general store, when I was thirteen Thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen Asked if I could have one someday when I grew up Mama dropped a dozen eggs, she really blew up She really blew up, I didn't understand Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt Shoot as fast as lightnin' but she loads a mite slow Loads a mite slow, I soon found out It'll get you into trouble but it can't get you out Then I went and bought a Colt .45 Called a Peacemaker but I never knew why I never knew why, I didn't understand Mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand I got into a card game in a company town I caught a miner cheating, I shot the dog down I shot the dog down, I watched the man fall Never touched his holster, never had a chance to draw The trial was in the morning and they drug me out of bed Asked me how I pleaded, not guilty I said Not guilty I said, you got the wrong man Nothing touched the trigger but the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand
Writer(s): Stephen F. (fain) Earle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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