Songtext von The Devil’s Child

I went down to the Church in the valley Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do Told the Reverend John about my girl Sally Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do And as me made bow my head Bow my head He reached for the sky then he said “Heaven help you you’re in love with the devil’s child She’s drivin’ you wild You poor boy You’re in love with the devil’s child She’s drivin’ you wild” Caught her in the shed along with young Billy Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do I said “What you doin’?”, she said “Don’t be silly” Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do We were just sharin’ a jug of wine Jug of wine Now tell me Reverend, should I make her mine Heaven help me I’m in love with the devil’s child She’s drivin’ me wild You poor boy You’re in love with the devil’s child She’s drivin’ you wild Sadie Hawkins' Day is a-comin next Sunday Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do And if she catches me I’ll be hers by next Monday Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do And ‘though I know she’s just no good Just no good I wouldn’t run away even if I could Heaven help me I’m in love with the devil’s child She’s drivin’ me wild You poor boy You’re in love with the devil’s child She’s drivin’ you wild You poor boy You’re in love with the devil’s child She drivin’ you wild Bo-di-oh-doh-woh You’re in love with the devil’s child She’s drivin’ you wild