The Devil Raises His Own

Freedy Johnston · Rain On The City [2010]

Looks like she kept your keys and she came back

And tore the hell out of everything

Lights come on down the boulevard

As we walk along



She left a trail of your belongings

Right up to the steps of the downtown train

Lights come on down the boulevard

As it starts to rain



She sure did you wrong

But I'm tellin' you

Sometimes the devil raises his own

Didn't I tell you you should'a left that girl alone

Sometimes the devil raises his own

Nothing you can do 'cause there's nothing to be done



You know she always looked like she was waiting

Just to tear the hell out of everything

Lights come on down the boulevard

You know I can almost hear her laughing

Way off down the steps to the downtown train

Lights come on down the boulevard

As we walk along



She sure did you wrong

But I'm tellin' you

Sometimes the devil raises his own

Didn't I tell you that your heart would make it home

Sometimes the devil raises his own

Nothing you can do 'cause there's nothing to be done



Lights come on down the boulevard

As it starts to rain



She sure did you wrong

Hey but I'm tellin' you

Sometimes the devil raises his own

Didn't I tell you you should'a left that girl alone

Sometimes the devil raises his own

Didn't I tell you that your heart would make it home

Sometimes the devil raises his own

Nothing you can do 'cause there's nothing to be done