They all laughed as she turned around slow
They said, "You ain't welcome 'round here anymore
You just might as well go"
She wiped the blood from her face as she slowly came to her knees
She 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 'em 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 got a black magic preacher (ooh)
We'd do well to let him teach her
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'll hear me ring that bell
I'd pay the Devil twice as much to keep your soul
There was a drifter passin' through that little valley (valley)
See, she had promised she was comin' back to town (comin' back to town)
They didn't know her by her face, or by the gun around her waist (ooh)
But she'd come back to burn that town to the ground
First, there was fire, then there was smoke
And that preacher man was hangin' by a rope
And then they all fell to their knees, and begged that drifter, begged her please
As she raised her fist, before she spoke
"I am the righteous hand of God (ooh)
I am the Devil that you forgot (ooh)
And I told you, one day, you would see that I'll be back, I guarantee
That Hell's comin', Hell's comin'
Hell, Hell is 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'll hear me ring that bell
And I said, "Hell's comin' (Hell's comin') with me" (whoo!)
