I went looking for a man can't be found some said
Eats fire for breakfast and some say he's dead
He's a thousand feet tall and he can touch the sky
He'll kill ya stone dead with a wink of his eye
I went in to a joint just the other day
And this red hot man wouldn't tell me his name
He played double bass and he played it so bold
Said the Devil got rhythm but he ain't got soul
That's the situation, trouble is his goal
Never underestimate him
The Devils got rhythm but he ain't got soul
Next he threw a party in the county jail
And he said to Mr. Cash "won't you tell me a tale?"
Johnny said no and he walked on hard
So the Devil lit a fire in the county jail yard
Now Johnny gets rhythm when he's feeling blue
And he got some inspiration from a boy named Sue
Shooting up was digging him a deeper hole
So the Devil got rhythm but he ain't got soul
That's the situation, trouble is his goal
Never underestimate him
The Devils got rhythm but he ain't got soul
Now little Robert Johnston knew old Willie Brown
And he got some inspiration from the Son House sound
Sweet Home Chicago, Terraplane Blues
The Drunken Hearted Man had nothing to lose
So down to the crossroads went little Robbie J
Tryna play his guitar in a bluesy way
Said it to the Devil, said it's taking its toll
So the Devil gave him rhythm and he took his soul
That's the situation, trouble is his goal
Never underestimate him
The Devils got rhythm but he ain't got soul
