High on the hill with the lonely goat
She's tall and [?], she likes the way that goes with the boys
She's always had him by the throat

Oh, oh I can't let the devil go

She believes in God and I suppose, so do I
She was brought up so long in me so right
That I wouldn't say that to your face
I'd just say: "I don't understand your way"

Oh, oh I can't let the devil go
Oh, oh I can't let the devil go

I want to live with Justine in Alexandria
And we would talk about the [?]
I wouldn't say that to your face
I'd just say: "I don't understand your way"

Oh, oh I can't let the devil go
Oh, oh I can't let the devil go

Oh, oh I can't lеt the devil go
Oh, oh I can't let thе devil go