Tell It to the Devil - The Marshall Tucker Band

I can’t stand to see a grown man hit a little kid

Or get cussed out for somethin' not even knowin' what he did

See a man, any man

Messin' 'round with your best friend’s wife

Or sit helpless in the corner

And watch a man drink away his life

I’m gonna clean my soul up Lord

You don’t owe me no back pay

I’m gonna tell that to the devil

When I see him today

Walked to a graveyard

May they all rest in peace

I wish they could all go to heaven

I bet two did at least

Someone that don’t feel sorry

For the helpless and the blind

Kinda makes you wanna pick up the Bible

And memorize every single line

I’m gonna clean my soul up Lord

You don’t owe me no back pay

I’m gonna tell that to the devil

When I see him today

See a man walk by a beggar with an empty tin cup

Kinda makes you wanna grab him by the back of the neck

Knock him down and never pick him up

I’m gonna clean my soul up Lord

You don’t owe me no back pay

I’m gonna tell that to the devil

When I see him today

I’m gonna tell that to the devil

When I see him today