V - 8 Ford Blues-James Cotton Band

V-8 Ford - James Cotton I'm not dealing with that devil anymore All I know is that you gave me back my pride But imaginary bottles won't be everywhere You were sent here just to save me To haunt me like before You reached out your hand and saved a man So, go to sleep my weary lady 'Cos I'm not dancing with those demons Heaven knows you've done your chore I'm not dealing with that devil anymore Yeah, go to sleep my weary lady I'm not dealing with that devil anymore, yeah I'm not dancing with those demons Then the whiskey took control I'm not dancing with those demons I'm not dealing with that devil anymore You were sent here just to save me You were sent here just to save me You were sent here just to save me Heaven knows you've done your chore I'm not dealing with that devil anymore So, go to sleep my weary lady I'm not dealing with that devil anymore Who strayed about as far as he could slide I'm not dancing with those demons And I'm not dancing with those demons Heaven knows you've done your chore Who else could've sent you but the Lord Heaven knows you've done your chore And you probably came from heaven Yeah, go to sleep my weary lady It don't matter where you came from Left me waltzing with the witches in my mind I'm not dancing with those demons