Martin Simpson Lyrics
"The Devils Partiality"

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THE DEVIL'S PARTIALITY
c 1998 By Gallivan Burwell

Old rugged cross on the hillside
Raised by the devout
Little storefront church, hand-lettered sign
You can hear the saintly sisters shout
Maybe it's the weather
But the Devil is partial to the south

Little Black girl in a white dress
Smile like the sun come out
Standing there on the old wooden stair
Wondering what the world's about
Maybe it's the weather
But the Devil is partial to the south

And there's a hot sun blazing
Gazing without pity
On an oil fire burning
By the holy Mississippi
And a young man at the crossroads
Forgotten how love feels
Lost hope so long ago
He's prepared to make a deal

Funeral in the morning
A wedding before the day's worn out
The young bride vows, pure love now
Innocent and without doubt
Maybe it's the weather
But the Devil is partial to the south