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SPOKEN
Sometimes you try to walk in the light, you can loose your way to go
And even the best of intentions canât keep you from the devilâs road
The song youâre about to hear is about the elderâs wife and the Right Reverend Jones
And the night the people come to call - THE NIGHT OF THE DEVILâS ROAD
Wind reached into the night, like fingers on a hand from hell
Along a country road that would have a story to tell
About the Elder's wife and a Preacher who fell
When he preached his sermons, she would stare at his hands
They were kind and gentle, like no other man's
How she could love another, she could not understand
The elder's wife was a mistreated lady
Sheâd known years of abuse and hope now faded
She called the preacher that night. She said, âPreacher, can you keep me from crazy?â
Preacher got to her door, she said, Preacher,
help
me
please
He put his arm around her, he could feel her need
She brought him down, and she was free
Preacher left town, left behind his bible and robe
Nobody knew why he up-ed and go
Except the Elderâs wife, and the Right Reverend Jones
And you my listener, who now knows the story of The Devilâs Road