There was an ill wind blowing. Through my hair last night. That froze me in my blue jeans.. I couldn't find a light. I know that something's coming. I can feel it in my bones. Thank God for those old country boys. I ain't out here alone.. My friends all tell me. I got daggers in my eyes. There's an anger in my heart. That they don't realize. I'm mad as hell at something. That I don't understand. Thank God I'm on the road tonight. With this old hillbilly band.. Thank God I'm on the road tonight. With this old hillbilly band.. We may not be good looking. But we sure get outta hand. Was that The Devil's stagecoach. Flying over the Rio Grande?. Thank God I'm on the road tonight. With this old hillbilly band.. I swear that The Devil. Came visiting me last night. Surrounded my old stagecoach. With his eerie light. He was pounding on my windows. Rattling my wheels. I may not be The Devil. But I know just how he feels.. Thank God I'm on the road tonight. With this old hillbilly band.. We may not be good looking. But we sure get outta hand. Was that The Devil's stagecoach. Flying over the Rio Grande?. Thank God I'm on the road tonight. With this old hillbilly band..