Tim McGraw, Faith Hill - Devil Callin` Me Back

Hey Yeah, oh yeah
No rest for the wicked
No peace till kingdom come
She woman on a mission
And I march to the beat of her drum

She calls in the dark
Like a whistle in the train guard
And I fall apart
I just can't help myself when

I hear the devil calling me back
I hear the devil calling me back home
I hear the devil calling me back
I hear the devil calling me back home
And it sounds like
And it sounds like
And it sounds like
And it sounds like

Wanna talk about troubles
I'm coming up on sixty D
I can't put down the shadow
She'd gonna be the death of me
She calls I call I come you come
stealing my prescription
She own, I won
I got to get me some

I hear the devil calling me back Yeah
I hear the devil calling me back home
I hear the devil calling me back
I hear the devil calling me back home
And it sounds like
And it sounds like
And it sounds like It sounds like
And it sounds like

I can't run, I can't hide
It doesn't matter what I do
How I'll try
I am bound 'till I die
She got my hands tied

I hear the devil calling me there
I hear the devil calling me back home
I hear the devil calling me back
I hear the devil calling me back home

I hear the devil calling me back I hear the devil
I hear the devil calling me back home
I hear the devil calling me back I hear the devil
I hear the devil calling me back home
And it sounds like and it sounds like
And it sounds like Oh sound like
Oh it sounds like

She calling, calling, calling
Calling, calling, calling
She calling, calling, calling
Calling
Can't you hear me now
Yeah
Ooh