They all laughed as he turned around slow
They said, "You ain't welcome 'round here anymore
You just might as well go"
He wiped the blood from his face as he slowly came to his knees
He said, "I'll be back when you least expect it
And Hell's coming with me"
Hell's coming with me
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
Saying "You're never gonna make it out alive"
Hey!
There is a town at the bottom of that hill
They got a secret that they keep like a slave
They've got a black magic preacher
We'd do well to let him teach ya
You'll be heading 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 to hell, you'll hear me ring that bell
I'd pay the devil twice as much to keep your soul
Hey, hey!
There was a drifter passing through that little valley
See he had promised he was coming back to town (Coming back to town)
They didn't know him by his face, or by the gun around his waist
But he'd come back to burn that town to the ground
First there was fire, then there was smoke
And 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 coming, Hell's coming, Hell
Hell's coming 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 will hear me ring that bell
And I said Hell, Hell's coming with me (Hell's coming with me)