Devil Danced In Empty Pockets

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D[C7]iablo motors had a hell of a sale, downtown yesterda[G]y,

W[C7]ord got around, no money down, tak[A7]e years and years to pa[D]y.

W[C7]hen I got there the lot was bare, but the salesman said hol[G]d on.

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F[Eb]or a [E]litt[A7]le cash[D7], I gotta two-t[G]one Nash     out behind the barn.

I[G]f the Devil danced in empty pockets, he[A7]'d have a ball in mine.

W[D]ith a nine foot grand, a ten piece band a[G6]nd a twelve g[Abdim]irl chorus l[Am]ine.

I[D]'d raise s[G]ome loot in a three piece suit, give 'em one[A] dance for a dime,

I[G/B]f the[C] Devil Da[A/C#]nced in empt[G/D]y  po[B/D#]ckets,[E7] he'd[A] have a ball in [D7]mine.      [G]

W[C7]ell he said friend it ain't the end let's see what I can[G] do.

I[C7]f you own a home, I've got a l[A7]oan, tailor made for[D] you.

T[C7]hen above the racket a voice in my jacket said, "I'll tote the n[G]ote."

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T[Eb]he d[E]evil made me[A7] do it, talk[D7]ed me  in  [G]  to it, and that was all she wrote.

T[Em]hey say debt is a bottomless pit where the de[B7]vil likes to play.  [Em]

I[A7]'d sell my soul to[D] get out of this hole, but there'd be hell to pay.