In Kingston town where the music play
Lived a devil so wicked, they say
He made a bet with a down-and-out soul
For his very own immortal soul
(Chorus)
The devil went down to Jamaica
Looking for a soul to steal
He was looking for a soul to steal
(Verse 2)
He found the man in a barroom low
Downing his sorrows, he said, "I'm so low"
The devil saw his chance and made his trade
For the man's soul, he gladly paid
(Chorus)
The devil went down to Jamaica
Looking for a soul to steal
He was looking for a soul to steal
(Verse 3)
He took the man to his fiery abode
Where souls are tortured and burned and broke
The man begged for mercy, he cried and he plead
But the devil just laughed and offered a weed
(Chorus)
The devil went down to Jamaica
Looking for a soul to steal
He was looking for a soul to steal
(Bridge)
But the man found strength in a musical rhyme
And he played a song that was so divine
The devil couldn't stand it, he had to flee
And the man was saved, his soul was free
(Chorus)
The devil went down to Jamaica
Looking for a soul to steal
But he lost the bet and his time was spent
And the man was saved, his soul was free