You Better Believe

You Better Believe

You can feel the wind upon my skin

And the spirit in my bones

I'm walking like a hawk off the land

You better believe

That the devil is holding me

It's a long way down.

Wondering when I'll see you again

When I was cut down by a deuce

Falling from a balcony of a hotel

I went down to the corner saloon

I didn't have a drink'

As the boys were laughing

Drink' 'cos I don't know how it all got started

I went down to the shopping arcade

All the pretty girls had gone to the drive in

It was a pretty girl I've known before

So down to the river they waited

Oh.eh.billy I said to the boys.eh.billy I