| I took myself down to the Tally Ho Tavern,
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| To buy me a bottle of beer.
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| And I sat me down by a tender young maiden,
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| Who’s eyes were as dark as her hair.
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| And as I was searching from bottle to bottle,
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| For something un-foolish to say.
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| That silver tongued devil just slipped from the shadows,
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| And smilingly stole her away.
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| I said: «Hey, little girl, don’t you know he’s the devil.
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| «He's everything that I ain’t.
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| «Hiding intentions of evil,
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| «Under the smile of a saint.
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| «All he’s good for is getting in trouble,
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| «And shiftin' his share of the blame.
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| «And some people swear he’s my double:
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| «And some even say we’re the same.
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| «But the silver-tongued devil’s got nothing to lose,
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| «I'll only live 'til I die.
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| «We take our own chances and pay our own dues,
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| «The silver tongued devil and I.»
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| Like all the fair maidens who’ve laid down beside him,
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| She knew in her heart that he’d lied.
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| Nothin' that I could have said could have saved her,
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| No matter how hard that she tried.
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| 'Cos she’ll offer her charms to the darkness and danger,
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| Of somethin' that she’s never known.
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| And open her arms at the smile of a stranger,
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| Who’ll love her and leave her alone.
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| And you know, he’s the devil.
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| He’s everything that I ain’t.
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| Hiding intentions of evil,
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| Under the smile of a saint.
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| All he’s good for is getting in trouble,
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| And shiftin' his share of the blame.
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| And some people swear he’s my double:
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| And some even say we’re the same.
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| But the silver-tongued devil’s got nothing to lose,
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| I’ll only live 'til I die.
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| We take our own chances and pay our own dues,
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| Ah ha ha ha.
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| The silver tongued devil and I. |