Drivin' down the fast lane late one night
I saw somethin' in my mirror comin up on the right
A fire red roadster pulled next to my ride
It was too dark to see the driver inside
I heard a voice though I couldn't see the face
And it asked me if I wanted to race
Then he lit a cigarette and by the light I could see
I was talkin' to the Devil, he was talkin' to me

Race with the Devil, if you lose
You gotta pay the Devil his dues
Race with the Devil, live to tell
One foot on the gas and the other in Hell!

The Devil looked at me with an evil smile
He said, "We're racin' for your soul this next quarter mile"
I said, "Listen Old Nick, I'll take that bet"
I said, "I take all comers and I haven't lost yet!"
He said, "If you win, you can choose your game
But if you lose, boy, I've got your name!"
I revved my engine and dropped into gear
My rod was runnin' on nitro, I was runnin' on fear

Race with the Devil, if you lose
You gotta pay the Devil his dues
Race with the Devil, live to tell
One foot on the gas and the other in Hell!

I'm racin', racin' with the Devil
I got my pedal to the metal
One slip now could be fatal
'Cause I'm racin', racin' with the Devil

The smell of burning rubber filled the air
I was racin' for my life without a second to spare
I gripped that stick and my knuckles turned white
He's not takin' my soul, not without a fight
I got a bad, bad motor sitting under my wheels
So to hell with the Devil and his deals
I put the pedal to the metal and I blew right by
If we meet again, Devil, don't even try

Race with the Devil, if you lose
You gotta pay the Devil his dues
Race with the Devil, live to tell
One foot on the gas and the other in Hell!

Race with the Devil, if you lose
You gotta pay the Devil his dues
Race with the Devil, live to tell
One foot on the gas and the other
One foot on the gas and the other
One foot on the gas and the other in Hell!

Writer : STEELE, KEVIN/BLANCHARD, JEFFREY TAYLOR/STRINE, ROBY
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing