Wasn't no copperhead
Wasn't no cottonmouth
Just a garden snake

That brought us all down
It didn't look deadly
Didn't look venomous

Wrapped around that tree
So lovely and sensuous


There's vices and voodoo
Always enticing you
From the day

That you're born
'Til the day
You leave this world

The devil's
Got a line for you
For sure and 10.000 lures


You may think
I'm preaching

Even evangelizing
But what he's throwing out
Can be so tantalizing

He's a master of disguise
He'll reel you
In with power

Roaming to and fro
Seeking whom he may devour


He knows every weakness
Knows just when to strike
You know he was an angel once

And he knows what you like
For you it might be money
For me it might be fame

Better cover up your ears now
When he whispers your name


Before I end this song
Before the music's through
Oh, I'd like to share

A good word or two
There's 10.000 angels
Watching over you

From the day
That you're born
'Til the day

You leave this world
Three rusty nails
That's the cure

For 10.000 lures