Capo III Fret
Intro
(A) Dancy was a deacon, every Sunday found him there,
At the Lighthouse Gospel Church with his hands folded in prayer.
And (D) standin' right beside him was his pretty hometown bride.
But (A) no-one could have guessed what he was prayin' deep inside.
Dancy has a demon livin' somewhere in his past.
A dark haired cajun angel was the devil dressed in black.
(D) Was it really voodoo, or just weakness in the man?
The (A) only time he ever felt was when she took his hand.
Oh, its (Bm) been so (D) long, but its still (Bm) so st(D)rong;
(F#m) Every night the (E) devil comes and (D) walks through Dancy's dream.
She (F#m) takes him by the (E) hand and leads him (D) back to New Orleans.
The (Bm) good man's goin' (F#m) crazy so(D)mewhere in between,
The (A) hymns on Sunday morning,
And the (D) sins in (Bm7) Dancy's (D) dreams.
Repeat Intro
(A) Sometimes it's almost like he was never even there.
And other times, he swears, he smells the flowers in her hair.
He (D) never told the secret: no-one would understand.
(A) She's the only one who's seen the dark side of that man.
Oh, its (Bm) been so (D) long, but its still (Bm) so st(D)rong;
(F#m) Every night the (E) devil comes and (D) walks through Dancy's dream.
She (F#m) takes him by the (E) hand and leads him (D) back to New Orleans.
The (Bm) good man's goin' (F#m) crazy so(D)mewhere in between,
The (A) hymns on Sunday morning,
And the (D) sins in (Bm7) Dancy's (D) dreams.
Solo
Oh, its (Bm) been so (D) long, but its still (Bm) so st(D)rong;
(F#m) Every night the (E) devil comes and (D) walks through Dancy's dream.
She (F#m) takes him by the (E) hand and leads him (D) back to New Orleans.
The (Bm) good man's goin' (F#m) crazy so(D)mewhere in between,
The (A) hymns on Sunday morning,
And the (D) sins in (Bm7) Dancy's (D) dreams.
