I’ve fought a lot this year not to let the devil win. The world is full of things that can consume and destroy us. Self-doubt, bitterness, addiction… it’s never too late to chase the devil down.
I wrote this song after realising that if you don't constantly fight for your heart to remain full of love that you can easily become hardened and embittered by the constant battles.
Find for me my roving boots,
find for me my gown
Call for me my gallant horse
and tie the tether down
Fetch for me my roaming lamp,
purse of pence and pound
The time has come to take my gun
Chase the devil down
Chase the devil down my dear
Chase the devil down
Time has come to take my gun
And chase the devil down
Take for me my children three
And take for me my crown
Make for me my travelling bag
Of the finest hide and down
Bring to me my shield and sword
And let the bugle sound
All to feed this fight to free
this heart of high renown
Heart of high renown my dear,
heart of high renown
All to feed this fight to free
this heart of high renown
And the damage done
By the hand the devil holds on me
Had all but won
For I fell in with the enemy
But I will ride and bring back home
A heart of blood and not of stone
A heart of blood not stone
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So wait for me my constant love
Wait for me my sons
Hold for me a patient frame
Until my deed is done
Be for me a steady hand
‘til homeward I am bound
‘til I have been to fight the fiend
And chase the devil down
Chase the devil down my dear
Chase the devil down
‘til I have been to fight the fiend
And chase the devil down
The damage done
By the hand the devil holds on me
Had all but won
For I fell in with the enemy
I will ride, bring back home
A heart of blood and not of stone
A heart of blood not stone