Some songs feel like they whisper secrets straight into your soul, and “Dealing With The Devil” is one of those eerie, gripping tracks that gets under your skin in the best way. It’s the kind of song that drips with tension, where every note and lyric paints a picture of a man standing at a crossroads, faced with temptation he might not be able to resist.
The phrase “making a deal with the devil” is as old as time itself, a metaphor for selling your soul in exchange for something you crave—fame, power, love, or even just a way out of trouble. This song leans into that age-old struggle, where desire battles morality, and the cost of that choice lingers in the air like smoke from a fire you shouldn’t have started.
Musically, “Dealing With The Devil” carries that weight perfectly. Whether it’s built around a brooding bluesy guitar riff, a haunting country melody, or a rock-and-roll edge that feels like it was made for dimly lit bars, the sound wraps around the story like a shadow you can’t shake. The lyrics? They hit deep, hinting at regret, desperation, and that lingering thought: Was it worth it?
There’s a reason why tales of making a pact with the devil never end well. From folklore to music, it’s a warning wrapped in melody—once you shake hands with the devil, it’s hard to break free. And yet, we listen, we relate, because who hasn’t been tempted by something that feels too good to be true?
“Dealing With The Devil” is more than just a song—it’s a reflection of human nature, of choices we face when we’re at our weakest, and the price we sometimes pay for chasing something just beyond our grasp. And maybe, just maybe, it’s a reminder that the devil always comes to collect
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Lyrics
I used to live with the whiskey
And the good time and the ladies of the night
Then the whiskey took control
Left me waltzing with the witches in my mind
But imaginary bottles won’t be everywhere
To haunt me like before
‘Cos I’m not dancing with those demons
I’m not dealing with that devil anymore
So, go to sleep my weary lady
Heaven knows you’ve done your chore
You were sent here just to save me
I’m not dancing with those demons
I’m not dealing with that devil anymore
It don’t matter where you came from
All I know is that you gave me back my pride
You reached out your hand and saved a man
Who strayed about as far as he could slide
And you probably came from heaven
Who else could’ve sent you but the Lord
I’m not dancing with those demons
I’m not dealing with that devil anymore
So, go to sleep my weary lady
Heaven knows you’ve done your chore
You were sent here just to save me
I’m not dancing with those demons
I’m not dealing with that devil anymore
Yeah, go to sleep my weary lady
Heaven knows you’ve done your chore
You were sent here just to save me
I’m not dancing with those demons
I’m not dealing with that devil anymore, yeah
Yeah, go to sleep my weary lady
Heaven knows you’ve done your chore
You were sent here just to save me
And I’m not dancing with those demons
I’m not dealing with that devil anymore