Well
Em                                C 
Reverend, reverend, please come quick
Em                              C
'Cause I've got something to admit
E                        C
I met a man out in the sticks
             Am
Of Good Ole Miss
            Am                    B7
He drove a series 10 Cadillac and wore a cigar on his lip

                    Am            Em
Don't you know the devil wears a suit and tie?
         Am                     Em
Saw him driving down the 61' in early July
Am                           Em
White as a cotton field and sharp as a knife
             B7                       Em
I heard him howling as he passed me by

And he said
Em                              C
  I know you, I know you young man
Em                                 C
  I know you by the state of your hands
Em
  You're a six-string picker
        C    Am
Just as I am
        B5
Let me learn you something
             B7                               Em
I know a few turns to make all the girls dance

                    Am            Em
Don't you know the devil wears a suit and tie?
          Am                    Em
Saw him driving down the 61' in early July
Am                           Em
White as a cotton field and sharp as a knife
             B7                       Em
I heard him howling as he passed me by

Em
Oh
                      C
Foolish, foolish was I
Em                 C
Damn my foolish eyes
Em
'Cause that man's lessons
        C                   Am
Had a price, oh sweet price
     B7                B7
My sweet soul, everlasting
   B7       B7          Em
A very own eternal light

                         Am            Em
Don't you know that the devil wears a suit and tie?
          Am                    Em
Saw him driving down the 61' in early July
  Am                         Em
White as a cotton field and sharp as a knife
             B7
I heard him howling as he passed me by

                    Am            Em
Don't you know the devil wears a suit and tie?
          Am                    Em
Saw him driving down the 61' in early July
Am                           Em
White as a cotton field and sharp as a knife
             B7                        Em
I heard him howling as he passed me by