Devil Always Made Me Think Twice

I take a little smoke in the evening I take a little whiskey on ice I never get behind killin' my mind It's just the kind of things I like Just the kind of things I like The minute that I saw you walkin' over I figured I was diggin' my grave And you had the shovel, I knew you were trouble But you're just the kind of trouble I crave Just the kind of trouble I crave And mama always set a good example Daddy always gave me good advice Jesus tried to steer me in the right direction But the Devil always made me think twice Devil always made me think Someday I'm goin' six feet under And when they got me standin' at the gate They'll tally my sins, they won't let me in Saying, "Son, you're just a little too late" "Son, you're just a little too late" And mama always set a good example Daddy always gave me good advice Jesus tried to steer me in the right direction But the Devil always made me think twice Devil always made me think twice Devil always made me think twice Devil always made me think twice Devil always made me Devil always made me Devil always made me think twice Devil always made me Devil always made me Devil always made me think twice