"Hell's Coming With Me" lyrics

There is a hill at the bottom of the valley
Where all the poor souls go when they die
And if you listen real close, you can hear 'em like a ghost
Sayin', "You're never gonna make it out alive"

There is a town at the bottom of that hill
They got a secret that they keep like a slave
They got a black magic preacher, and you'd do well to let him teach ya
You'll be headin' up that hill to the grave

And it is well with my soul
You line your pockets full of money that you steal from the poor
And on your way down the hill, you'll hear me ring that bell
I'd pay the devil twice as much to keep your soul

There was a drifter passin' through that little valley
See, he had promised he was comin' back to town (Comin' back to town)
They didn't know him by his face (Hmm), or by the gun around his waist (Hm-hm)
But he'd come back to burn that town to the ground

First there was fire, then there was smoke
Then that preacher man was hangin' by a rope
And then they all fell to their knees and begged that drifter, begged him please
As he raised his fist before he spoke

I am the righteous hand of God
And I am the devil that you forgot
And I told you one day you will see that I'll be back, I guarantee
And that hell's comin', hell's comin'
Hell, hell's comin' with me

And it is well with my soul
You line your pockets full of money that you steal from the poor
And on your way down to hell, you'll hear me ring that bell
And I said
Hell's comin' with me
Oh yeah