The devil and me had a falling out
Violation of contract beyond a shadow of a doubt
Wherever he go, whomever he meet
He got to cross my house on the other side of the street

And you know that’s the truth. Now here’s the part that the devil sings while he’s
Hanging his head in a hard rain:

Where I’m headed, I don’t know
Down this path, we all go
Grace and luck, blood from stone
Got nowhere to call my home

What comes around goes around three-fold or more
Now you can’t get off of that killing floor

I’m going back to Tennessee, back where I come from, I come from
Gonna head back to Beale Street, Beale Street and Oblivion, Oblivion

The devil and me, bad blood and beef
An undisciplined child, a liar and a thief
It’s a low down shame, we were the best of friends
But I suppose all good things got to come to an end

What comes around goes around three-fold or more
Now you can’t get off of that killing floor
I’m going back to Tennessee, back where I come from, I come from
Gonna head back to Beale Street, Beale Street and Oblivion, Oblivion
I’m going back to Tennessee, back where I come from, that's right son
Gonna head back to Beale Street, Beale Street and Oblivion, Oblivion

Gotta get off of that killing floor
Get off of that killing floor, now
Get off of that killing floor
That killing floor