Hell’s Hip Pocket

Tia Sillers, Mark Selby

Helium sun finally sinkin'
Bring on the shadows to cover my tracks
Watch me run like and un-broke pay
Shake like a rattler to get him off my back

I stole a dollar outta hell's hip pocket
Picked it right off of the devil's back bone
I stole a dollar outta hell's hip picket
Got the needs on nifty all the way home

I'll be damned – I don't think so
Stealin' from a demon ain't breakin' my rules
If you land in a bad situation
Best make a little mischief while you're passin' on through

I stole a dollar outta hell's hip pocket
Slipped it right outta the devil's blue jеans
I stole a dollar outta hell's hip pocket
Skippеd through the flames and got away clean
I do believe I got away clean

I stole a dollar
I stole a dollar
Hell's hip pocket devil's blue jeans
I stole a dollar and I got away clean
I stole a dollar
I stole a dollar
I stole a dollar
I stole a dollar and I got away clean
I do believe I got away clean

I stole a dollar and I got away clean

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