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Big Lou — Fights Like Three Devils 1 by Lou

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Big Lou — Fights Like Three Devils 1

Old School Outlaw Country,Male Vocals

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(Verse 1)
Out where the blacktop ends and the prairie folds away,
Faded black duster, six‑gun low — that's Big Lou today.
A scarred silver coin clinks where his thumb rubs the edge,
Boots whisper stories only dead‑end roads can pledge.
He leaves a folded dollar on a widow's kitchen chair,
Lights a cigarette for a child who can't sleep from prayer.
Known in town as trouble, known in town as sin,
But he'll trade your sorrow for a grin and a hand to win.
(Chorus)
Fights like three devils — bright blue eyes and that hell of a grin,
Big Lou keeps his promise when the night gets thin.
Fights like three devils — he'll stand by you till the end,
Fights like three devils — fights like three devils.
(Verse 2)
Moonlight found a locket caught in the dust on Main and Nine,
He slipped it back to a woman, said, “Keep your memory mine.”
He drew on a crooked banker when the ledger slid and burned,
Laid down a debt at the preacher's door before the townfolk learned.
He danced with men who live in smoke, he traded songs for sin,
But when the chips hit honest hands, he'd fold to help you win.
A crossroads vigil by the station, cigar ash on his chin,
He'll be first to walk into the fire and last to give in.
(Chorus)
Fights like three devils — bright blue eyes and that hell of a grin,
Big Lou keeps his promise when the night gets thin.
Fights like three devils — he'll stand by you till the end,
Fights like three devils — fights like three devils.
(Bridge)
One rain‑slick night at County Road Nine, two men and a broken light,
A boy on the porch with his mother's ring — the crooked man's got spite.
Lou stepped out with his hat pulled low, smoke curling from his lip,
Said, “Hands off the child,” and took two rounds for the town's red‑clipped script.
He leaned on the fence and spit the blood, laughed low as dawn unfurled,
Said, “I broke the law for a heartbeat — can't let the wicked take your world.”
That choice hung like a halo of rust above his old jean seam,
Made a legend out of leather and kept a woman's faded dream.
(Chorus — stripped)
Fights like three devils — bright blue eyes and that hell of a grin,
Big Lou keeps his promise when the night gets thin.
(Outro)
So raise a glass when sundown bends and the jukebox sighs again,
Follow the bootprints fading out beneath a single lonesome star.
Big Lou rode past the county line with trouble on his name,
Bright blue eyes and a hell of a grin — his promise stayed the same.
Fights like three devils — fights like three devils.
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