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Never Let The Devil Get The Upper Hand Of You - The Carter Family
My tender parents brought me up
Provided for me well

Was in the city of Lanson town
They placed me in a mill

It was there I spied a pretty fair miss
On whom I cast my eye

I asked her if she'd marry me

And she believed a lie

Three weeks ago last Saturday night
Of course it was the day

The devil put it in my mind to take her life away

I went into her sister's house
At eight o'clock one night

But little did the critter think on her
I had my spite

I asked her
If she'd take a walk with me a little way

That she and I might have a talk
About our wedding day

We walked along until we came to
My little desert place
I grabbed this stick off of the fence
And struck her in the face

I run my fingers
Through her coal-black hair to cover up my sins

I drug her to the riverside
And there I plunged her in

I started back unto my mill I met my servant John

He asked me why I was so pale
And it so very warm

Come all young men and warning take
Unto your lovers be true

And never let the Devil get the upper hand of you