Well, I was down at the crossroads On a hellfire-hot summer day
I was real thirsty and my throat was drying And the sun was beating out in my face
I was about to have a heat stroke It must have been a thousand degrees
When a spooky old man with some beer in his hands Appeared in front of me
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I just sold my soul to Satan For three six packs of beer
I got 6 right here and 6 right here and another 6 more right here
When they're all gone i'm going to hell So I guess the end is near
I've got a six six six pack, A six six six pack of beer
Well, I just could not help myself I was hot and that beer was cold
I guess 18 pabst blue ribbon beers Is the value of my soul
I just drank my deal with the Devil And now I gotta pay my dues
So now I'm going to hell with a rebel yell 'Cause my time on Earth is through
Ref.
I just sold my soul to Satan For three six packs of beer I got 6 right here and 6 right here and another 6 more right here When they're all gone i'm going to hell So i guess the end is near
I've got a six six six pack, A six six six pack of beer
I've got a six six six pack, A six six six pack of beer