Classic Poem

I'd rather be the devil
to be that woman's ma-a-an
I'd rather be the devil
to be that woman's ma-a-an

Oh nothing but the devil
changed my baby's mi-i-ind
Oh nothing but the devil
changed my baby's mi-i-ind

I laid down last night
laid down last night
I laid down last night
tried to take my rest
My mind got to rambling
like the wild geese from the west
from the west

The woman I love
woman that I love
the woman I love
stoled her from my best friend
But he got lucky
stoled her back again
And he got lucky
stoled her back again