I'm still shakin' off Saturday night
I told you too many times,
I don't wanna live that life, no
Well, you can take your moneymaker
I don't need none of that, no
I don't know where I'm going
But I'm gonna get there all the same
The devil's scratching at my back,
don't beggin' me to let him in
Gotta get goin' somewhere
I quit my job in the city,
I burnt my house down to the ground.
Well, I tired of feeding those cats anyway,
you know, I was tired of hanging around.
and I ain't feeling no pain.
I'd barely crossed the state line
but it just wasn't my time
So I'm sittin' here and countin'
that black cat's back again
But I ain't cryin', baby,
you know, oh, it's not my end