The Devil Knows (words and music by chris stanley)

Verse 1
Am                                                                         D7
It doesn’t matter how far you’ve come or how long the road has been
                Am                                                         E7
You’re as guilty as a smoking gun when the man in the courthouse says “Boy, what you done?”
                Am                                                                         D7
I spent my money on dime store whisky, took my chances on the highway
                Am                         E7                                           Am
I had a prayer in my heart but the Devil knows my name

Verse 2

She was a waitress in an all-night diner

Who looked so fine
I know she didn’t know me
But the coffee was warm and she treated me kind
I put my hand up her skirt, took the cash from her purse
Left her crying as I walked away
She had the face of an angel
But the Devil knows my name

Middle

                D             C – B - A

I only wanted to be liked for who I am
                D             C – B - A
I only wanted to fit in
                D             C – B - A
But I look wrong, dress wrong, think the way I do
                E7
It’s the sins of my father that keep me from you

Verse 3

Somewhere in the hills of Texas

Where the angels of Israel sing
The prophet said I’m the last
She said that I am the future like she was the past
I’ll take a thousand wives, take your guns and knives
And raise an army for the end of days
                                Am         E7                           D7
The Lord is my shepherd but the Devil knows my name
                Am                         E7                           Am
Yes God’s got my number but the Devil knows