I dreamed of a devil last night He tempted me with a wicked tongue and a rough hand Saying: "it's alright, honey, it's alright, you can leave that man" When I woke my head was spinning As I recall all of the things he said Made me feel less of a woman Making me feel like a whore instead
I won't be going to my grave Yeah, yeah, yeah I got a lot to live for I won't be rocking in my faith Yeah, yeah, yeah I got a lot to hope for
I dreamed of a Devil last night Amazing such a little thing Can get in your head Saying: "it's alright, it's alright You can stay in my bed, Stay in my bed, Stay here in my" (Stay, stay, stay) No, no, no
I'm not going to my grave Yeah, yeah, yeah I got a lot to live for I won't be rocking in my faith Yeah, yeah, yeah I got a lot to hope for I'm not going to my grave Yeah, yeah, yeah I got a lot to live for
Little children Go in circles He will sing you lullabies Little children Rest your heads No more monsters No more devils You are not who the wicked call you
Peace and strong and joy Pure and peace and strong and joy