Lyrics Black Irish - The Devil Makes Three
I'll
be
goin
out
tonight
I
don't
care
what
I
do
Hope
I
wake
up
in
the
mornin
And
I'm
beaten
black
and
blue
I'ma
feel
tomorrow
like
a
worn
down
pair
of
shoes
The
only
point
of
this
body
here
tonight
is
to
be
used
Cuz
I,
I
wanna
feel
that
blood
rushin
in
my
veins
I
don't
want
this
night
to
ever
turn
into
day
If
I
could
only
do
all
them
things
I
wanted
to
While
that
spirit's
rushin
now
in
my
veins
Yes
if
I
could
only
do
all
them
things
I
wanted
to
Tonight
I'm
gonna
go
on
down
now
to
that
river's
edge
I'ma
pull
all
them
dead
ideas
out
my
head
I'm
gonna
open
up
the
gate,
let
the
coliseum
scream
Tonight
the
whole
damn
world's
gonna
know
just
what
I
mean
Cuz
I,
I
wanna
feel
that
blood
rushin
in
my
veins
I
don't
want
this
night
to
ever
turn
into
day
If
I
could
only
do
all
them
things
I
wanted
to
While
that
spirit's
rushin
now
in
my
veins
Yes
If
I
could
only
do
all
them
things
I
wanted
to
While
that
spirit's
rushin
in
my
veins
Tonight
I'll
put
that
match
down
to
that
gasoline
Spin
that
rusty
wheel
and
be
burned
by
the
steam
Tonight
I'll
take
that
main
line
directing
to
the
drain
If
you
don't
see
me
tomorrow
know
I
died
as
I
pleased
Cuz
I,
I
had
to
feel
that
blood
rushin
in
my
veins
I
don't
want
this
night
to
ever
turn
into
day
Tonight
I'm
gonna
do
all
them
things
that
I
want
to
While
that
spirit's
rushin
now
in
my
veins
Oh
tonight
I'm
gonna
do
all
them
things
I
wanted
to
While
that
spirit's
rushin
in
my
veins
1 Never Learn
2 North Carolina
3 Man Tap
4 Sweeping
5 Bangor Mash
6 Judgement Day
7 Tow
8 Black Irish
9 Long Boots Johnson
10 River Deep
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