In Hell I'll Be in Good Company (feat. Albert Lee)

Dead love, couldn't go no further

Proud of and disgusted by her

Push, shoved, a little bruised and battered

Oh Lord, I ain't comin' home with you

Yeah, my life's a bit more colder

Dead wife is what I told her

Brass knife sinks into my shoulder

Oh babe, I don't know what I'm gonna do

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I see my redhead, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze

The stage it smells, tells, Hell's bells, miss spells knocks me on my knees

It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree

After I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company

•••

Dead love, couldn't go no further

Proud of and disgusted by her

Push, shoved, a little bruised and battered

Oh Lord, I ain't comin' home with you

My life's a bit more colder

Dead wife is what I told her

Brass knife sinks into my shoulder

Oh babe, I don't know what I'm gonna do

•••

I see my redhead, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze

The stage it smells, tells, Hell's bells, miss spells knock me on my knees

It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a tree

After I count down three rounds, in Hell I'll be in good company

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In Hell, I'll be in good company

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In Hell, I'll be in good company