To The Devil For A Dime

I got a traveling bones, On the day I was born.
 I left my only home, To find what I'm looking for.
 They say the world must be round, So I sailed the seven seas.
 But searching for a brand new world, Is getting the best of me.
 (Chorus) I could sell my soul to the devil for a dime.
 Sell my soul to the devil for a dime.
 I could sell my soul to the devil for a dime.
 Sell my soul to the devil for a dime.
 I worked twenty-five years, On that assembly line.
 Until they finally made that gear, Took away that job of mine.
 Now I'm out here on this corner, I got holes in both my shoes.
 I got no where to turn, I've got nothing to lose.
 Except these blues.
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 (GUITAR SOLO)
 I been on this boulevard, Since nineteen sixty-nine.
 My finding work was so hard. Thought about stepping over the line.
 Now I know someday my ticket, My ticket number's got to win.
 Now a cold, cold wind is blowing, Down the back of my coat again.
 It's such a sin.
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 (GUITAR SOLO w/refrain.)
 I could sell my soul to the devil for a dime.