White Cadillac

Sold my brand new white Cadillac, to the devil himself he ain't coming back
He said son you don’t do the things you said you'd do
I told my mom I'm never coming back, I sold my soul to a man dressed in black
I told her that I would do what I said I’d do

But the claws digging in my skin
On my shoulder I'm living in sin
And the colder it gets round here
I'll just forget it all the same and keep moving on

Throw my woes on that old train track I'm gonna hunt him down that man dressed in black
I want to make him shake and shiver in his boots
And tell him to take that thistle out from my spine so I can tell my mother I'm doing fine
I want to do the things for her I said I'd do

But the claws digging in my skin
On my shoulder I'm living in sin
And the colder it gеts round here
I'll just forget it all thе same and keep moving on