The devil just went out bowling
Went to the lanes late on Friday night
He came straight from hell
And he could really tell
That I was the worse bowler in sight

So than he walked right up to me
He said I know it's late and you want to sleep
We'll play just one game
Even let me pick the lane
And if I win my soul I keep

So I better bring out my best A game
Tell you it's over for me
He bet a new can of skoal
Against my soul
Oh why did I agree?

He was bowling like a pro
Need help for heavens sake
Saw an open door
With an open frame four
Oh that was a real lucky break

The devil yelled and screamed oh sh*t
Just because I faked a cough
Distracted him it made aim off
And it made him roll a split

To tell you I think I bowled alright
Victory, it was in sight
I fought long and hard that night
I wasn't going without a fight

Then in frame number ten
I was down by nine, I was really scared
Calmed my nerves and then somehow I spared
I'll never be so dumb again

I wiped the beads of sweat right off of my head
The devil face was an evil shade of red
I was handed that new can of skoal
Took a proud dip "cause I still had my soul

The devil seemed to grieve
Because he knew that he'd been beat
It was a bitter sweet defeat
Now I beg would you please leave

Than I said, I just had a good game
If you played me any other day
I doubt I could even come close to play
What I did in the past ten frames

And then he walked next to me said I bowl well
I said thanks a lot now go right back to hell
He said let know if you want to bowl
I said NO I'm just glad to have your skoal