Follow Me

The Devil picked me up today
He said come on boy, it's time to play
We got places to go and people to see

He said step in my convertible
It is very comfortable
I got TV, CD, even DVD

And he pulled me in and shut the door
His cloven foot it hit the floor
Devil damn near made my hair turn white

And he reached across and grabbed my hand
Said son we're gonna find the promised land
You're gonna see some hell tonight

And he said follow, follow, follow me
And he said follow, follow, follow me

The Devil walked into a bar
And said look at just how good things are
When you're looking from the bottom of the glass

Well the drinks kept coming one, two, three
Damn Devil was so good to me
That I fell off my chair and landed on my ass

And the Angel found me lying there
He pulled me back up on my chair
Slapped my face and told me to stand

And he reached across and grabbed my hand
Said son we're gonna find the promised land
You gotta get yourself a rock 'n' roll band

And he said follow, follow, follow me
And he said follow, follow, follow me

And then this girl she came along
Said how are you? I like your song
Why you hanging round with these guys?
This Devil he don't understand
This angel don't know no promised land
You gotta use your heart and open your eyes

And she said follow, follow, follow me
And she said follow, follow, follow me
Follow, follow, follow me
Follow, follow, follow me