Maria Daines Devils Ghost

Devils Ghost I take my hat off to yah You sure come close Flying on the wind Rocking coast to coast Ain t nobody push you round Nobody put you down Riding with the devil s ghost Yah pull no punches, ain t your way Bareknuckle bruises n a hideaway Engine growls into yesterday Had your fill in the burning hay Ripped up this city, blew the town Here, there, lock, stock n gone In a showdown An army fighting on your own Down to the metal in your bones Broken fingers wearing copper rings Smoke n fire burn your dirty sins Nobody sees you come or go Eyes so dark they hide the soul Riding with the devil s ghost I take my hat off to yah Well you sure come close Flying on the wind, yeah Rocking coast to coast Ain t nobody push you round Nobody put you down Riding with the devil s ghost Hell yeah, riding with the devils ghost, yeah Ooh yeah, nobody sees you come or go