Hell's Comin' With Me

They all laughed as he turned around slow They said, you ain't welcome 'round here anymore You just might as well go He wiped the blood from his face as he slowly came to his knees He said, I'll be back when you least expect it And Hell's comin' with me Hell's comin' with me There is a hill at the bottom of the valley Where all the poor souls go when they die And if you listen real close You can hear them like a ghost Sayin' you're never gonna make it out alive There is a town at the bottom of that hill They got a secret that they keep like a slave They've got a black magic preacher We'd do well to let him teach Or you'll be headin' up that hill to the grave And it is well with my soul You line your pockets full of money That you steal from the poor And on your way down to Hell You hear me ring that bell I pay the devil twice as much to keep your soul There was a drifter passin' through that little valley See, he had promised he was comin' back to town (comin' back to town) They didn't know him by his face or by the gun around his waste But he'd come back to burn that town to the ground First there was fire, then there was smoke Then that preacher man was hangin' by a rope And then they all fell to their knees And begged that drifter, begged him, please As he raised his fist before he spoke I am the righteous hand of God And I am the devil that you forgot And I told you one day you will see That I'll be back I guarantee And that Hell's comin', Hell's comin' Hell, Hell's comin' with me And it is well with my soul You line your pockets full of money That you steal from the poor And on your way down to Hell You hear me ring that bell I said, Hell's comin' with me (Hell's comin' with me)