Boy that bottle belongs to the devil. Better leave it on the shelf. Could be the old man wants it for himself. Well it hurts my heart to see a young man fall. Hurt me to my bones. To see him high in the morning. And by evenin' see him gone. Boy that woman belongs to the captain. Better let her go her way. Before the captain got somethin' to say. Well it hurts my heart to see a young man fall. Hurt me to my bones. To see him high in the morning. And by evenin' see him gone. Boy that power belongs to the devil. Better leave that power alone. Could be the devil gonna want it for his own. Well it hurts my heart to see a young man fall. Hurt me to my bones. To see him high in the morning and by evenin'. See him gone. To see him high in the morning and by evenin'. See him gone