In honor of 420...for your reading pleasure...Mr. David Allen Coe
mrgreen The Devil went to Jamaica
He was looking to sell some weed
He was doin' fine, they were standing in line
It was excellent weed indeed.
He came across a young man who was likewise peddling pot
and the devil slid down the beach and said to the kid, "Boy let me tell you what,
I guess you kinda figured I'm a reefer head of course
and after all this time, I guess that I'm a conneseur of sorts.
Now your stuff smells ok, but this can tranquilize a horse
I'll bet a million in cash against your stash, cause I think mines better then yours."
The boy said my name's Johnny and you ain't smoked nothing yet
one hit of this grass'll kick your a**, you got yourself a bet."
Johnny roll a ball of hash and make sure its the bomb
Cause the devils got the kinda stuff they smoke in vietnam.
You'll get a million smackaroos in cash if you can cope
but if you can't the devil gets your dope.
The devil packed a bong with a little Acapulco gold
and resin flew from his fingertips as he fired up his bowl.
He filled that chamber all the way and he took a mighty hit,
and as they passed it back and forth it gave them both a coughing fit.
When the bowl was finished Johnny said, "Hey man that stuff was great
but fill your lungs with some of this and prepare to vegetate."
Cannibis sativa, sweet Mary Jane
the devils in the back yard frying his brain.
zig zag filled with a diggidy dank,
hold on tight it'll hit you like a tank.
Well, the devil nodded off because he knew that he was stoned
and he asked if he could buy an ounce of the stuff that Johnny owned.
Johnny said, "Devil just come on back if you ever want to catch a buzz.
I done told you once you son of a b***h, mines the best there ever was.
And they fired up doobies one by one,
ain't gonna stop 'till the bags done,
Green as a bullfrog, sticky as glue
Granny do you get high, "Yes I do."
