If I was the Devil I'd hang out in blue eye, Missouri   Where the water and the mountain collide   And I'd scare all the little children and rumble around beneath the beds   Tell them all kind of stories, I can't help but get them stuck in their heads   Then I'd take out some of your livestock   You can blame it on the beast of the night   You know it was me same as you know wrong and right      If I was the Devil I'd go and find your preacher man   Crusty and white hair   I'd tell him that hell is on the way, scare him right out of his skin   See the brimstone in his eyes   And then a band of fat white deacons would take him far away   And that would be just fine with me   If I was the Devil      If I was the Devil I'd gather up all of your dreams   And drop them to the bottom of a black lagoon   And I'd steal away all your patience and steal away all your pride   Leave you with nothing but uncontrollable fear   And then I'd reveal in my masterpiece as I dance around with the night   Down in blue eye, Missouri where the water and the mountain collide