She moved here by way of California.
She got
tired of the city where angels fly.
And I fell in deeper,
deeper than her daddy's pockets.
The ones who used my landline.
First time I ever laid my eyes upon her,
she had two Jack Daniels in her hands.
She could hold her liquor better than a whiskey barrel.
Had a hold on me by three drinks in.
She left me cold at the altar, holding on to
nothing but the ring I bought her.
I got burned by the devil's daughter.
She knew how to use
that fire water.
Her old man kept buying up all my liquor.
And my old ranch was the next one on his list.
Somebody told him I was never gonna sign those
papers.
So he sent her armed with whiskey to get what he couldn't get.
She left me cold
at the altar,
holding on to nothing but the ring I bought her.
I got burned by the devil's
daughter.
She knew how to use that fire water.
Took
her time to get what she wanted.
Got me drunk out of my mind.
The night before
she was supposed to take my name.
Well, she got it
on that dotted line.
Yeah, she got it.
Everything that's mine.
There's some bullet in a bottle that's almost empty.
And there's two bullets in my old Colt 45.
I'm a hair riding shotgun.
I'm a whiskey man in hell bound.
We're gonna send that devil and his daughter home tonight.
She left me cold at the altar,
holding on to nothing but the ring I bought her.
I got burned by the devil's daughter.
She drowned me in that fire water.
She left me cold at the altar,
led me like a lamb right to slaughter.
I'm gonna burn that devil's daughter
after one more shot of fire water.
That fire water.