The badman blues

I knocked on the door of hell
to find a place to live
the devil said no
he isn't more evil than me

I'm the bad man
and I drink drip
because just the calfs
drink milk

I pick my henry's
to show who's the boss
but I can't get in
can't get in, because

I'm so evil
the badass of the crew
because with my gun
I make my will

At a corsroad
I heard a story that way
the badman offended the devil
and therefore had to pay

his life became a misery
nor an women did well
and nor a beer, a drip or scotch
this is a fact, you can bet in I tell

despite everything
he continues to say:
I'm bad, the Fuck, I'm the one
and I keep to run my way

I keep walk all around
to hear more stories to tell
about mans like you an me
and some hearts I go melt