You don't mess around with a man in black
You will say something wrong that you can't take back
You wll go for a ride in his automobile
To a spot in the woods, just over the hill
No, you don't mess around with a man in black
You don't fool around with a woman in red
You'll wake up alone in a cold, barren bed
And she'll empty your pockets and tear out your heart
And leave you the wounds of a life torn apart
No, you don't fool around with a woman in red
Oh, you never make deals with a man named Doc
Or you'll have a gun in your hand by twelve o'clock
'Neath the sodium lights with your heart in your throat
Your life won't amount to a bottle of smoke
No, you never make deals with a man named Doc
Don't bring me your tales of temptation and loss
The rags of your dreams, your shattered cross
You see, I've heard your confession, I know just who you blame
And if you had it all back you'd just lose it again
You can't think on redemption if you ain't saved
Don't tell me your tales of temptation and loss;
Don't bing me the pieces of your shattered cross