Devil's Right Hand

Written by：Steve Earle

About the time that Daddy left to fight the big war

I saw my first pistol in the general store

In the general store

When I was thirteen

Thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen

So I asked if

I could have one someday when I grew up

Mama dropped a dozen eggs she really blew up

She really blew up

She didn't understand

Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand

The devil's right hand

The devil's right hand

Mama said the pistol

Is the devil's right hand

Where my first pistol was a cap and ball colt

Shoot as fast as lightnin' but it loads a mite slow

Loads a mite slow

And soon I found out

It can get you into trouble but

It can't get you out

So buddy you let a bought a colt 45

Called a peacemaker but

I never knew why

Never knew why

I didn't understand

Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand

The devil's right hand

The devil's right hand

Mama said the pistol

Is the devil's right hand

I get into a card game in a company town

I caught a miner cheating I shot the dog down

Shot the dog down I watched the man fall

Never touched his holster never had a chance to draw

The trial was in the morning

And they **** me out of bed

Asked me how I pleaded not guilty I said

Not guilty I said

You've got the wrong man

Nothing touched the trigger but the devil's right hand

The devil's right hand

The devil's right hand

Mama said the pistol

Is the devil's right hand

The devil's right hand

The devil's right hand

Mama said the pistol

Is the devil's right hand