You know, I'd rather be the ol' devil
Well, I'd rather be the devil
Then to be that woman' man

You know, rather be the devil
Than to be that woman' man


You know, I'm so sorry
You know, so sorry
That I ever fell in love wit' you

Because you know you don't treat me
Baby, like you used ta do


You know, I laid down last night
You know, I laid down last night
And I thought to take me some rest

But my mind got to rambling
Like a wild geese from the west


You know the woman that I love
The woman that I love
I stol't her from my best friend

But you know he done got lucky
And he done got her back, again


You know, I used to cut your kindling
You know, I used to cut your kindling
Baby, then I made you some fire

Then I would tote all your water
Way, way, way, from the bogy brier


You know, my baby she don't drink whiskey
My baby, she don't drink no whiskey
An I know she ain't crazy about wine

Now, it was nothin' but the ol' devil
He done changed my baby's mind


You know, I could be right
You know, I could be right
Then again, I could be wrong

But it was nothin' but the ol' devil
He done got my baby
Now he done gone