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To Beat The Devil
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: A couple of years back, I come across a great and wasted friend of mine in the hallway of a recording studio; and while he was reciting some poetry to me that he'd written, I saw that he was about a step away from dyin' and I couldn't help but wonder why. And the lines of this song occurred to me. I'm happy to say he's no longer wasted and he's got him a good woman. And I'd like to dedicate this to John and June, who helped show me how to beat the devil. It was winter time in Nashville, down on music city row. And I was lookin' for a place to get myself out of the cold. To warm the frozen feelin' that was eatin' at my soul. Keep the chilly wind off my guitar. My thirsty wanted whisky; my hungry needed beans, But it'd been of month of paydays since I'd heard that eagle scream. So with a stomach full of empty and a pocket full of dreams, I left my pride and stepped inside a bar. Actually, I guess you'd could call it a Tavern: Cigarette smoke to the ceiling and sawdust on the floor; Friendly shadows. I saw that there was just one old man sittin' at the bar. And in the mirror I could see him checkin' me and my guitar. An' he turned and said: "Come up here boy, and show us what you are." I said: "I'm dry." He bought me a beer. He nodded at my guitar and said: "It's a tough life, ain't it?" I just looked at him. He said: "You ain't makin' any money, are you?" I said: "You've been readin' my mail." He just smiled and said: "Let me see that guitar. "I've got something you oughta hear." Then he laid it on me: : "If you waste your time a-talkin' to the people who don't listen,

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