I went down to the Church in the valley
Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do
Told the Reverend John about my girl Sally
Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do
And as me made bow my head (bow my head)
He reached for the sky then he said

"Heaven help you you're in love with the devil's child
She's drivin' you wild
You poor boy
You're in love with the devil's child
She's drivin' you wild"

Caught her in the shed along with young Billy
Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do
I said "What you doin'?", she said "Don't be silly"
Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do
We were just sharin' a jug of wine (jug of wine)
Now tell me Reverend should I make her mine?

Heaven help me I'm in love with the devil's child
She drivin' me wild
You poor boy
You're in love with the devil's child
She's drivin' you wild

Sadie Hawkin's Day is a-comin' next Sunday
Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do
And if she catches me I'll be hers by next Monday
Shaddam-dah-shaddam-do
And though I know she's just no good (just no good)
I wouldn't run away even if I could

Heaven help me I'm in love with the devil's child
She's drivin' me wild
You poor boy
You're in love with the devil's child
She's drivin' you wild

You poor boy
You're in love with the devil's child
She's drivin' you wild
Bo-di-oh-doh-woh
You're in love (you're in love) with the devil's child
She's drivin' you wild

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Writer(s): Irwin Levine, Neil Sheppard