Mike Sanford

Lyrics

Dark Angel

Verse 1
There’s double tongued devils
Up in Washington
Ain’t a word for politician
In the Cherokee tongue

Damned if you do
Damned if you don’t
They dammed up the river
So what’s the point?

Verse 2
They give a government mule
For my daddy’s land
Tore out his soul and then shook his hand

Beat your plow into a sword
Son, it’s time to pay
There ain’t a crop that can live
Without water anyway

Chorus
But I guess they know
How’d they get so low
Don’t ever dance with the devil
One day that dark angel
Gonna follow you home

Verse 3
Tax my sweat and tax my blood
Tax my death and tax my love
Tax my bread and tax my rent
Til livin’ ain’t worth what you spent

Would you sell your soul for an outstretched hand
Being a slave to the power was never my plan
Hell, I guess John Paul Jones got it right
Bet he’s wondering
why we’ve yet begun to fight

Chorus
But I guess he knows
How we got so low
Don’t ever dance with the devil
One day that dark angel
Gonna follow you home

Bridge
F.
There’s double tongued devils
C
Up in Washington
Ain’t a word for politician
In the Cherokee tongue
Stripped of family, pride, and home
No resting place to call their own

Verse 4
With these feet of clay I try to run
Hear the distant beating of a native drum
Smell that fire and I see a ghost
Said, if I could do it all again woulda never left home

Chorus
I guess he would know
How we get so low
He said,
Don’t ever dance with the devil
One day that dark angel
Gonna follow you home