I ain't afraid of the bite of a snake There ain't a hole deep enough for my grave The only thing that can cut to my bone
Is how you love me mama like a chiseled stone
You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way of getting to me Throw another dime in the devils keep You've got a way of getting to me
I had a heart made out of lead I danced throught the valley of the shadow if death There ain't a ghost Im affraid to see But you've got a way honey of getting to me
You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way of getting to me Throw another dime in the devils keep You've got a way of getting to me
There aint a bottle that can bring me down I crawl out of the gutter drink another round For living nine lives theres nine kinds of hell And a one look woman got me under her spell
And if i ever reach the pearly gates And old St Peter just turns me away Down to the land of fire and hate You'll be the one last fear i want to face
You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way of getting to me Throw another dime in the devils keep You've got a way of getting to me
You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a way You've got a way of getting to me You've got a wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
