If I was the Devil I'd hang out in blue eye, Missouri Where the water and the mountain collide And I'd scare all the little children and rumble around beneath the beds Tell them all kind of stories, I can't help but get them stuck in their heads Then I'd take out some of your livestock You can blame it on the beast of the night You know it was me same as you know wrong and right
If I was the Devil I'd go and find your preacher man Crusty and white hair I'd tell him that hell is on the way, scare him right out of his skin
See the brimstone in his eyes And then a band of fat white deacons would take him far away And that would be just fine with me If I was the Devil
If I was the Devil I'd gather up all of your dreams And drop them to the bottom of a black lagoon And I'd steal away all your patience and steal away all your pride Leave you with nothing but uncontrollable fear And then I'd reveal in my masterpiece as I dance around with the night Down in blue eye, Missouri where the water and the mountain collide