Muscadine Bloodline – Devil Died In Dixie Chords

 
[Verse]
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When the devil went down 

to Georgia, 
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came to 'Bama for revenge
        Em
He'd a never went down to Dixie 

if he knew what he was in for
          A
Well, he walked his way from Macon 

with that murder on his mind
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The night he met ol' W.T. right 
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passed the Monroe County  Line
 
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[Verse]
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Well, W.T. was a navy vet 

and the meanest cuss around
          Em
He had a nasty reputation, 

was the toughest man in town
           A
Owned the Monroe Service Station 

and an ambulance to drive
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Well, that devil could'a used one past 
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the Monroe County Line
 
 
 
[Verse]
      Em
Well, W.T. was a honest man 

and the God-fearing kind
 
But he got kicked out of the 

Baptist church, 

didn't vote the county dry
           A
Well, the devil heard what happened 

so he asked him for a ride
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And now that devil's sittin' 
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shotgun passed the Monroe County Line
 
           E
Well, the devil gave directions told 

W.T. right where to go
                              
They wound up in the black of 
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night down a God forsaken road
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Devil said, "Let's park the truck 

and take a walk down through these pines"
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With a gun to W.T.'s head 
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past the Monroe County Line
 
 
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[Verse]
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Well, W.T. didn't bat an eye, 

did what the devil said
 
As they walked down that ol' 

logging road in the 'Bama timberland
            A
Well, they came up on a six foot hole 

with red clay 'round the sides
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Someone's 'bout to lay down past 
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the Monroe Countyyyy Liiiiine
 
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Well, the devil told ol' W.T. 
     Em
"Get on your knees and beg"
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As W.T. was getting down he pulled that 
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switchblade from his leg
    A
He stabbed him once and that 

devil dropped that old colt .45
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Now, the devil's bleeding out right 

passed the Monroe County (Line)
 
 
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[Outro]
      Em
Now, maybe down in Georgia 

he bet Johnny for his soul
                            
But when he crossed ol' W.T. 
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that devil wound up in a hole
          A
Should'a known that down in 

'Bama you don't make it out alive
          Em                      
Now, the devil's buried somewhere 
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past the Monroe County Line