Procol Harum - Devil Came From Kansas Lyrics
The Devil Came from Kansas" by Procol Harumlyrics by Keith ReidThe Devil came from Kansas, where he went to I can't sayThough I teach I'm not a preacher, and I aim to stay that wayThere's a monkey riding on my back, been there for some timeHe says he knows me very well, but he's no friend of mineI'm not a humble pilgrim - there's no need to scrape and squeezeAnd don't beg for silver paper when I'm trying to sell you cheeseThe Devil came from Kansas, where he went to I can't sayIf yuo really are my brother, then you'd better start to prayFor the sins of those departed and ones about to goThere's a dark cloud just above us - don't tell me 'cause I knowI'm not a humble pilgrim - there's no need to scrape and squeezeAnd don't beg for silver paper when I'm trying to sell you cheeseThough I never came from Kansas, don't forget to thank the cookWhich reminds me of my duty, I was lost but now I lookFor the turning and the signpost and the road which takes you downTo that pool inside the forest in whose waters I shall drownI'm not a humble pilgrim - there's no need to scrape and squeezeAnd don't beg for silver paper when I'm trying to sell you cheese
