There was a man named Johnson, he lived down in the south
Played blues upon an old guitar, by the river's mouth
Then sometime after midnight, he was walking home alone
He came upon a stranger, the man with no soul
He said friend, ah friend have I got a deal for you
Friend, ah friend have I got a deal for you
No need to waste no time, just sign on the dotted line
Everything you ever want, when your soul is mine
In the woods of Pennsylvania where the winter winds blow cold
There lived a boy named Stickman, but twenty-one years old
Then sometime after midnight came a knock upon his door
The man with no soul had come to claim one more
He said friend, ah friend have I got a deal for you
Friend, ah friend have I got a deal for you
I ain't got no sympathy