Вступление
F, Dm, F, Dm
Under the night gown
And over the skin
Turn all the lights out
And let us begin
Gather this fallen
Bird to your breast
She'll sing you a song
If you take her to bed
Oooh, the Devil's Trade
Freedom for a taste
The apple had the price of a snake
And I will pay
F, Dm, F, Dm
As soft as a door mouse
Untangle our limbs
A kiss on the knee
And now you're, gone with the wind
Everything's different
And I don't belong
I'm cold as a kitchen
In the breaking of dawn
And though it hurts
To breath
Bb F
I die before I'd leave
Oooh, the Devil's Trade
Freedom for a taste
The apple had the price of a snake
And I will pay