You say I was baptized in dirty water
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By the hands of the devil himself
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Between the banks of a whiskey river
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Beside the highway to hell
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I got scars on my heart and knuckles
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I got debts that I can't pay
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Yeah but I got a blessing that was sent down from heaven,
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Baby you're my saving grace
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Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns
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A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up,
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You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten,
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You've got a sinner down on his knees
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It had to be hell on an angel
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Lovin' the devily out of me
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Tell me how did you get under this leather skin I wear
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Beneath the callouses and tattoos around the walls I built down there
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To the soul I've long kept guarded, all alone I was free to fly
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But it takes an angel to fly with a free bird
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Baby we've got the sky
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Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns
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A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up,
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You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten,
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You've got a sinner down on his knees
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It had to be hell on an angel
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Lovin' the devily out of me
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Hell on an angel
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Come on boys
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(Guitar solo)
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Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns
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A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up,
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You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten,
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You've got a sinner down on his knees
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It had to be hell on an angel
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Lovin' the devily out of me
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Hell On An Angel
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| Brantley Gilbert |
