Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Slim Greer went to Heaven, St. Peter said
"Been a good, right boy, Slim, but now you's dead
Been a travelin' rascal in your day
You can roam once more, then you come to stay"
[Verse 2]
"So put these wings on your shoulders and save your feet"
Slim spoke up and said, "Thank you, Pete"
Then Peter said, "Go to Hell and see
All that they're doin', tell it back to me
But be sure to remember how everything goes"
Slim said, "I'll see you on the late watch bow"
[Verse 3]
So he got to cavortin' swell as you choose
Like Lindy in the Spirit of the St. Louis blues
He flew and he flew till at last he hit
A hangar with a sign readin' "This is it"
So he parked his wings and he strolled around
Gettin' used to his feet back on solid ground
[Verse 4]
Then he come to a mansion and walked right in
Up looked the Devil with a sickly grin
"No, I didn't think to look for you, Mr. Greer
Tell me, how could it be that you come by here?"
Said, "I just dropped by for a little spell"
"Make yourself at home, here's the keys to Hell"
[Verse 5]
Said the Devil to Slim, "Let's go downtown"
Took the Devil's hand and he showed him around
Showed him bawdy houses and cabarets
Made him think of New Orleans and Memphis days
Showed him folks all fightin' 'round the roulette wheel
Like Rampart Street in the south of Beale
Then he took him 'round the corner where Slim did see
A preacher with a woman sittin' on each knee
[Verse 6]
Showed him whiskey stills goin' everywhere
With a passel of devils stretched dead-drunk there
Then he took him to a furnace that some devils was firin'
Hot as hell, Slim's a-mean perspirin'
White devils with pitchforks threw black devils on
Slim thought he'd better get movin' along
[Verse 7]
Said Slim, "This makes me think of home
Vicksburg, Little Rock, Jackson, and Rome"
Then the Devil gave Slim the big ha-ha
Turned into a cracker with a sheriff's star
So he ran for his wings, lit out from the ground
Hauled it back to Peter, he was Heaven-bound
[Verse 8]
Said Peter to Slim, "Man, you got back quick
Tell me how's the Devil, what's his latest trick?"
"Oh no," said Slim, "I can't really tell
That place was Dixie that I took for Hell"
Written by: Sterling A. Brown, Willie Watson
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