Medicine Man - Quaker City Night Hawks

Think I’m a winner of fifty three

Mean old devil had it out for me

Don’t let the devil by the old oak tree

Don’t let the devil rode after for me, ah

Don’t have the fever, nearly kill me dead

The dark magic thing is too as fiery lives

Don’t let the devil by the old oak tree

Don’t let the devil roll it out for me

Not until the sun get bright as it can

Not till Paul get the medicine man

He gave me something for the pain

He gave me something to help me sleep

He don’t want to set off and he disappear

He don’t ever gonna let he heal

Ah, ah, ah

Not until the sun get bright as it can

Not till Paul get the medicine man

Don’t have the fever, nearly kill me dead

The dark magic thing is too as fiery lives

Don’t let the devil by the old oak tree

Don’t let the devil roll it out for me

Don’t let the devil roll it out for me

Don’t let the devil roll it out for me

Don’t let the devil roll it out for me

Don’t let the devil roll it out for me