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Em EWhen the devil went down to Georgia, came to 'Bama for revenge
EmHe'd a never went down to Dixie if he knew what he was in for
AWell, he walked his way from Macon with that murder on his mind
A N.C. B EmThe night he met ol' W.T. right passed the Monroe County Line
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EWell, W.T. was a navy vet and the meanest cuss around
EmHe had a nasty reputation, was the toughest man in town
AOwned the Monroe Service Station and an ambulance to drive
E N.C. E EmWell, that devil could'a used one past the Monroe County Line
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EmWell, W.T. was a honest man and the God-fearing kind
But he got kicked out of the Baptist church, didn't vote the county dry
AWell, the devil heard what happened so he asked him for a ride
E B EAnd now that devil's sittin' shotgun passed the Monroe County Line
EWell, the devil gave directions told W.T. right where to go
EmThey wound up in the black of night down a God forsaken road
ADevil said, "Let's park the truck and take a walk down through these pines"
E N.C. B EWith a gun to W.T.'s head past the Monroe County Line
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EmWell, W.T. didn't bat an eye, did what the devil said
As they walked down that ol' logging road in the 'Bama timberland
AWell, they came up on a six foot hole with red clay 'round the sides
A N.C. B Em E Em EmSomeone's 'bout to lay down past the Monroe Countyyyy Liiiiine
E EmWell, the devil told ol' W.T. "Get on your knees and beg"
E EmAs W.T. was getting down he pulled that switchblade from his leg
AHe stabbed him once and that devil dropped that old colt .45
ENow, the devil's bleeding out right passed the Monroe County (Line)
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EmNow, maybe down in Georgia he bet Johnny for his soul
EBut when he crossed ol' W.T. that devil wound up in a hole
AShould'a known that down in 'Bama you don't make it out alive
Em ENow, the devil's buried somewhere past the Monroe County Line
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