Demon Alcohol

[Intro] (Instrumental intro: Acoustic guitar strumming, slow mournful harmonica) [Verse 1] Deal was cut 'neath a flickerin' light Whiskey burnin', blurrin' the night Felt the cards shift, saw his sly grin Knew right then that he couldn't win fair, couldn't win Temper flared like a struck match head Words got ugly, things were said Reached for somethin', cold and hard Didn't think 'bout the playin' card... just the card [Chorus] It was my g*n and my ammunition Goin' to have to say three Hail Mary's and an act of contrition Did the deed but it wasn't my fault The real blame goes to the demon alcohol [Verse 2] Smoke hung heavy, silence fell Just the echo of that final yell Starin' down at the cheater laid low By the bottle's curse, the whiskey's glow Now the law's comin', heavy and grim Accused of a sin, dark and dim A mortal stain I can't wash away On that cursed, drunken, card-playin' day [Chorus] It was my g*n and my ammunition Goin' to have to say three Hail Mary's and an act of contrition Did the deed but it wasn't my fault The real blame goes to the demon alcohol [Bridge] When I stand before St. Peter at those pearly gates Gonna look him square, accept my fates I will say this thing right to his face "Bet you would've done the same thing in my place Do the same thing in my position If you found yourself in that drunken condition..." [Chorus] It was my g*n and my ammunition Goin' to have to say three Hail Mary's and an act of contrition Did the deed but it wasn't my fault The real blame goes to the demon alcohol Yeah, the real blame goes to the demon alcohol [Outro] (Instrumental outro: Guitar strumming fades slowly, harmonica holds a final mournful note, then silence)