Search results for devil in the bottle by tg sheppard

We've found 183 lyrics, 35 artists, and 100 albums matching devil in the bottle by tg sheppard:


Albums:

Bottle, Bottle (Jim Ed Brown) · The Best of T.G. Sheppard (T.G. Sheppard) · Finally the Best of T.G. Sheppard (T.G. Sheppard) · Golden Legends: T.G. Sheppard (T.G. Sheppard) · T.G. Sheppard (T.G. Sheppard) · Sheppard EP (Sheppard) · The Very Best of T.G. Sheppard [Cleopatra] (T.G. Sheppard) · Chris Sheppard's Club Cutz 505 (Chris Sheppard) · Forever Gold: T.G. Sheppard (T.G. Sheppard) · The Very Best of T.G. Sheppard [KRB] (T.G. Sheppard) – and 90 other albums »


Well, there's a devil in the bottle, staring straight at me 
Daring me to reach out, but I know he's testing me 
If I take just one sip, I become
There's a devil (there's a devil) in a bottle
And he wants to see me dead

I fall into her arms and she helps me with my clothes
Yeah she stays on with
I took myself down to the Tally-Ho Tavern to buy me a bottle of beer
I sat me down by a tender young maiden whose eyes were as dark as her hair
There's a devil (there's a devil) in a bottle
And he wants to see me dead

I fall into her arms and she helps me with my clothes
Yeah she stays on with
Boy that bottle belongs to the devil
Better leave it on the shelf
Could be the old man wants it for himself
Well it hurts my heart to see a young
A Devil
In The Bottle
And He Want's 
To See Me Dead
I Fall Into Her Arms
And She Helps Me With My Clothes
I Guess She Stays On With Me
Because She
my head.
There's a devil in the bottle lord and he won't rest until I'm dead.
There's a devil living in the bottle Lord and he won't rest 'til I'm
I took myself down to the Tally Ho Tavern,
To buy me a bottle of beer.
And I sat me down by a tender young maiden,
Who's eyes were as dark as her
Baby, you need to put that bottle down
Put that gun back in the drawer
I hear your man's been out there runnin' 'round
You're hell-bent to even up
I took myself down to the Tally Ho Tavern
To buy me a bottle of beer
And I sat me down by a tender young lady
Who's eyes were as dark as her hair
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
The whiskey bottles were broken

Up the steps
Secret stair
On into your room
There by the bedpost
Dancing around us
Sweepnig on a broom

Across the devil's
these niggas lookin' timid
My life can never dimeth, the Lord is my sheppard
Jesus woke a devil in him, the sinnin' with least effort
Thinking back
Take my bottle away
And my heart is in your hands
Take my pills away
Or you'll never understand
Been so close to the edge
I know that I can't
There's a bottle on the dresser by your ring
And it's empty so right now I don't feel a thing
I'll be hurting when I wake up on the floor
But I'll be
terrified by nothing but winters
Is there no mercy in my mistakes
When you lift me up when my feet have been dragging
Into the march of some fools parade
was always so quiet

He had a devil in his eye, eye
Like a thorn in the paw
Disregard for the law
Disappointment to the Lord on high

My brother
I woke up this mornin' and I swore to God
I'd never, ever take another drink again
I fought it like the devil, but you know that you're in trouble
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
There's a bottle on the dresser by your ring
And it's empty, so right now I don't feel a thing
I'll be hurtin' when I wake up on the floor
I'm invincible; tomorrow I'll crawl.
In the mountains, in the seas, in the air waits the disease

The gin in this bottle, just don't let him drown