the devil came from kansas lyrics – a salty dog

the devil came from kansas. where he went to i can’t say
though i teach i’m not a preacher, and i aim to stay that way
there’s a monkey riding on my back, been there for some time
he says he knows me very well but he’s no friend of mine

i am not a humble pilgrim
there’s no need to scr*pe and squeeze
and don’t beg fors ilver paper
when i’m trying to sell you cheese

the devil came from kansas. where he went to i can’t say
if you really are my brother then you’d better start to pray
for the sins of those departed and the ones about to go
there’s a dark cloud just above us, don’t tell me ‘cos i know

i am not a humble pilgrim
there’s no need to scr*pe and squeeze
and don’t beg for silver paper
when i’m trying to sell you cheese

no i never came from kansas, don’t forget to thank the cook
which reminds me of my duty: i was lost and now i look
for the turning and the signpost and the road which takes you down
to that pool inside the forest in whose waters i shall drown

i am not a humble pilgrim
there’s no need to scr*pe and squeeze
and don’t beg for silver paper
when i’m trying to sell you cheese

/ a salty dog lyrics