I pull up my blanket
Up to my ears
In an old Irish prison
Stained with tears

I'm trapped in a jail cell
Black and grey
But I ain't afraid, man
So see that I leave

But I ain't been locked here
More than my crime
He used to be walking
With faith by my side

I went and lost it
On a warm summer night
The night that I saw him
With the Devil's blue eyes

See, I was a good man
A long time ago
Born and raised in surreals 
New Mexico

See, I had a mother
Sweet as could be
She said, "Son, don't you follow
Your daddy's bad ways"

So I found a woman
She was my wife
We made a living
And a beautiful child

Damn we were happy
With plenty of cash
But then my sweet Lord
Took my babies and left

See, I was just walking
On a cold winter eve
Took the train home then
And took out my keys

Unlocked the front door
Only to find
My wife and my baby
And the blood had run dry

He raped them and shot them
And shot them through twice
I screamed at the ceiling
And ran through the house

I saw his face covered
With the blood of my wife
That's when I saw him
With the Devil's blue eyes

And before I could catch him
He had escaped
I got on my knees
And I started to pray

I said, "What have we done here
To deserve such pain?
Sweet Lord, You're a liar"
And I'm alone once again

"Lord, if I may ask You
For one simple thing
I'd pray that I'd find him
You did these things

I'd kill that man slowly
So he no longer breathes
Oh and if I am hell bound
Then so let it be"

Some 40 years later
I was barely alive
And travelling the world
With revenge by my side

I was passing through Dublin
On a carnival ride
And that's when I saw him
With the Devil's blue eyes

It took me a moment
To round supplies
So I pulled out my black gun
And I shot him through twice

He fell down quite slowly
No resistance or tears
He looked in to my eyes
And then it was clear

As I watched him there dying
A thought came to mind
What good had I done here
I'd taken his life

His blood run across me
And soaked me through, right
Then I'd become
The Devil's blue eyes

So I pull up my blanket
Up to my ears
In an old Irish prison
Stained with tears

And although I've done wrong
And cursed the skies
So now I will die here
With the Devil's blue eyes