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Me, the Devil, and Katie Belle|Walking in the woods on Sunday|I had Katie by the arm|And the Devil leading me| |We walked right down the old spring branch |And I wouldn't let her go|I had Katie by the heart|And the Devil had my soul| |He wouldn't let me go|Tho I would beg and plead |I took Katie for my own|And the Devil, he took me| |Me, the Devil, and Katie Belle|Went walking in the woods on Sunday|I left Katie in the cold hard ground|And buried her ‘neath the tree| |I visit that tree most every night|I moan and cry and weep |For my dear love Katie Belle|But the Devil still has me| |One day I'll go beneath the ground|Unto my final sleep|God will take sweet Katie Belle|But the Devil, he'll take me| |Many a maid has had my heart |But the Devil won't let me be|I Left them all beneath the ground|Where his sweet Katie sleeps

She loved their kids, he loved his wife|The fires spread separated by miles|He held out hope in spite of fear|Until she was found with their daughters near||These mountains will always be my home|Tho the embers took much away|For the sorrow there is hope and grace|Till then .....These... Mountains .....are my resting place... ||He drove as fast as he could|Past the fires and ravaged woods|The home she loved it no longer stood |There hopes and dreams gone for good|||These mountains will always be our home|Tho the embers took much away|For the sorrow there is hope and grace|Till then .....These... Mountains .....are my resting place... ||Many gathered upon the very hill|Where the fires all raced and did their will|To work and labor, toil and mend|To mourn their loss and begin again|||These mountains will always be our home|Tho the embers took much away|For the sorrow there is hope and grace|Till then .....These... Mountains .....are my resting place

I just got sentenced for sinning|In this Podunk town|The crooked judge he was grinnin|But it's too late now|And I ain't trying to justify a single thing I done|But when he dropped that gavel my life unraveled|I'm still trying to pick the pieces up| |Ain't no bars in a prison cell|It's just steel doors, bricks and mortar|Every day gets longer|While my life is getting shorter|And no one seems to recognize that I was good in better days|My only hope is to make parole|But that seems so far away| |My life ain't my own no more because I've gone astray|Alone in my cell, I talk to myself and I say|I need redemption|Some self-correction|Because I've learnt my lesson|I'm gonna change my way|I'll walk the straight and narrow|Fly free like a sparrow|On my knees for prayer though|My only hope is faith|Is there a song for me though I've never been a saint|A sinner's serenade| |I know it could be worse|I've seen some folks|That'll be here when they die|I've seen the hardest criminals break down and cry|But for me I'm just counting down every single day|They come and go but no one knows|Just how much I've changed| |These men and women judging me|All they are seeing is my past|Everyone is so skeptical|Wondering if the good in me will last|I've only got half-an-hour to make them see|That parole would do more good|Than these chains around my feet