Devil's Keep

I ain't afraid of the bite of a snake There ain't a hole deep enough for my grave The only thing that can cut to my bone Is how you love me, mama, like a chiseled stone You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way of getting to me Throw another dime in the devil's keep You've got a way of getting to me I had a heart made out of lead I danced through the valley of the shadow of death There ain't a ghost I'm afraid to see But you've got a way, honey, of getting to me You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way of getting to me Throw another dime in the devil's keep You've got a way of getting to me There ain't a bottle that can bring me down I crawl out of the gutter, drink another round For living nine lives, there's nine kinds of hell And a one look, woman, got me under her spell And if I ever reach the pearly gates And old St. Peter just turns me away Down to the land of fire and hate You'll be the one last fear I wanna face You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way of getting to me Throw another dime in the devil's keep You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way