The Devil Went Down to Southport
[With further apologies to Charlie Daniels]
The Devil went down to Southport, he was looking for a dog to rob.
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind, with Michael Vick out of a job
Then he came across this beagle lickin' her nose and makin' it cold.
The Devil jumped up on the kids' play fort and said "Beagle, now you just hold.
"I guess you didn't know it, but I can make a cold nose, too.
And if you'd make a little ol' stake, I've got a scheme for you.
Now you've got a darn cold nose, my dear, but here is my grand bet:
I'll put a pig ear fife against your life, cause I think mine's colder yet."
The dog said "My name's Perlie, and maybe I've been fooled,
But I'll take that offer, you silly old scoffer, my nose can't be out-cooled."
Perlie slobber up your snout and ice that sucker down,
Cause hell's broke loose in Southport with The Devil now in town.
Now if you win you get this massive crunchy pig ear fife,
But if you lose The Devil takes your life.
The Devil stretched his nose out and said "I'll start this chase"
And frost flew from his burning eyes and he sniffed in outer space.
Then he jumped inside the house and touched the bipeds' skin,
He laughed at all the chills they felt as their coldness did begin.
(Is that a draft I feel? Have you seen my sweater? Who left the door open? I feel a breeze. Brrrrrr, that's a bit of a chill.)
When The Devil finished Perlie laughed "Oh, they aren't cold, you jerk.
Just take a seat and take some notes, and you just watch me work."
(Perl's got a cold nose! Run, boys, run!)
(Beauie's frozen stiff in the August sun!)
(Start an oil field fire! More! More! More!)
(Global warming's undone, call Al Gore!)
The Devil rubbed his head because this did not compute
And got a cold nose in the butt as he placed the pig ear flute.
Perlie said "Devil, just come on back if you ever want another bet,
Just remember this, my nose was dry, you should feel it when it's wet!"
They yelled
(Oh my god, I've gone all numb!)
(Minus three is our kelvin sum!)
(All atomic motion's come to a halt!)
(The sun has frozen into chocolate malt!)
Labels: Beauregard, Dog, Dogs, Perl, Poem, Poetry, Song, Songs
