The Devil In Camp
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The Devil In Camp
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Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
There's a camp, there's a camp by the frozen lake
Wah wah oh oh oh
There's a camp, there's a camp by the frozen lake
Wah wah oh oh
Oh, with every belly starving and every finger numb
But up on the hill, it's a red, red rum
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
There's a note, there's a note on the lean-to gate
Wah wah ooh ooh
There's a note, there's a note on the lean-to gate
Wah wah ooh ooh ooh
All ye little hungries, come in for a bite
But every mother knows hold your children tight, oh
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
If you have to go out, take a gun and a lamp
'Cause everybody knows there's a devil in camp
Awo!
Awo!
There's a trail, there's a trail leading to his gate
Wah wah oh oh oh
There's a trail, there's a trail leading to his gate
Wah wah oh oh oh
Oh, of gingerbread men and buttons of red
And another boy missing and another girl dead, oh
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
There's a cot, there's a cot where a woman wept
Wah wah oh oh oh
There's a cot, there's a cot where a woman wept
Wah wah oh oh oh
But we ain't seen of her for a moonlight or two
That's her blanket in the snow and one of her shoes
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
If you have to go out, take a gun and a lamp
'Cause everybody knows there's a devil in camp
Awo!
Awo!
There's a hole, there's a hole in a sick man's wall
Wah wah oh oh oh
There's a hole, there's a hole in a sick man's wall
Wah wah oh oh oh
And his eyes are yellow and he's too weak to shout
And a hand creeps in and covers his mouth, oh
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
If you have to go out, take a gun and a lamp
'Cause everybody knows there's a devil in camp
Awo!
Awo!
There's a hill, there's a hill with a boiling pot
Wah wah oh oh oh
There's a hill, there's a hill with a boiling pot
Wah wah oh oh oh
And a man with an apron and a dragglin' hoof
B-b-bodies piled up, up as high as the roof
Somebody's always cookin' somethin in the lean-to
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
Somebody's always cookin' somethin' in the lean-to
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