In Chapel Hill it’s raining
And here I have no friends
I took a drive to Atlanta
To let the devil do me in
I made it out to the freeway
It was nothing more than a car lot
Yeah, Jesus grant me some leeway
I heard the devil lives in Charlotte

Maybe I’ve been wrong
Yeah, maybe I’ve been wrong
Yeah, maybe I’ve been wrong
Oh, Lord
And if the devil’s out to get me
Oh baby, let’s get it on

I made it far as Decatur
Somewhere in the North Druid Hills
I’m feeling like a speed racer
I found a way to get my thrills
And I got stopped by the police
Saying where’s your license and registration
I said I ain’t got nothing on me
But I got a finger and a place that you can place it

Maybe I’ve been wrong
Yeah, maybe I’ve been wrong
Yeah, maybe I’ve been wrong
Oh, Lord
And if the devil’s out to get me
Oh baby, let’s get it on

In Chapel Hill it’s raining
And here I have no friends
I took a drive to Atlanta
To let the devil do me in

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Lyrics gathered by J. Hodge
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