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Satan's
(J. Lyon/G. Tallent/B. Bandiera)

Down to the
Of a two-week
Lost in the
Way out past the
He was rolled in Rouge
Now barefoot in the bayou
Staring at a
That make a dead man cringe

Out the levee
The grass is on fire
You can hear the marsh scream
As the methane drives them
Then the Devil in the
on fetid water
Holds out a hand
And "I know what you desire"

shoes, Satan's shoes
You to walk around in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, Satan's
You want to in Satan's shoes

been a loser all your life
You're friendless, loveless
been abandoned by your wife
Well, I've got the
will make your life a treat
C'mon, what say
Slip 'em on your

Well, he 'em on
And they fit like a hand glove
And fine Corinthian leather
Felt just like a love
He howled at the
And he at the sun
Yea, he all kinds of fun

Satan's shoes, Satan's
I to walk around in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, Satan's
I to dance in Satan's shoes

Ah, people, now
We come to the sad part of the
They found him face
In the wife's morning glories
Yeah, he had a good
But it didn't too long
Now he's somewhere
That old mournful song...you

shoes, Satan's shoes
You want to around in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, Satan's
He's stepping out tonight in Satan's