Matt Backer - The Devil Washed His Hands of Me Lyrics

The Devil washed his hands of me, hated what he saw
The Devil washed his hands of me, won't hang with me no more
He's sick and tired of being sick and tired
So he's told me that I'm fired

The Devil washed his hands of me, won't hang with me no more
The Devil washed his hands of me, he's severing all ties
The Devil washed his hands of me, said I'm not one of the guys
From now on web re on seperate roads
So I'm carrying a heavy load

The Devil washed his hands of me, which should come as no surprise
No, no, no....
You can't keep a good man down
No you can't keep a good man down
Oh no no no
No no no

The Devil washed his hands of me, he's left the poker game
The Devil washed his hands of me, doesn't want to hear my name
He picks up all his cards and folds
Appalled by the darkness in my soul

The Devil's washed his hands of me, things won't be the same
Oh no no no
You can't keep a good man down
You can't keep a good man down
Satanb s turned his back on me
Lucifer's my frenemy
No no no
No no no