The beer ain't no colder here than other taverns where I've been
But you see they don't know her here she never comes in
But just let me start to share my past with a friend
Speak of the devil and she walks in

Speaking of long cold nights speaking of pain
Speaking of tortured dreams loving in vain
Speaking of try-ing to forget again
Speak of the devil and she walks in

Somehow I feel welcome here even though I'm unknown
But after living in hell for years I've found a new home
The songs on the juke-box tell of cheating and sin
Speak of the devil and she walks in