"WHEN I FIGHT THE DEVIL"
R. D. Foster and the Red Dog Rangers
They came charging up that hill late at night.
They were dying on my left and on my right.
In that living hell I heard my name,
Standing there in the rain,
The devil locked in my sites.
I had the devil locked in my sites.
He shot at me with blood from his eyes,
When I fired right back I knew he wouldn't die,
He came for me, and I said not yet,
Stood my ground and with a fixed bayonet.
I met the devil in hand-to-hand that night,
I met the devil in hand-to-hand that night.
I hardly felt the pain,
We battled in the rain,
Like mad dogs in the mud,
We tasted blood.
Fought like the devil,
When I fought the devil,
That night.
Now sometimes he still comes around at night,
But he knows I won't go without a fight.
In that living hell he calls my name,
Standing there in the rain.
The devil locked in my sites.
I meet the devil in hand- to- hand at night,
Fight like the devil,
When I meet the devil,
At night.
I wrote this song from a dream related to me by my childhood friend from McKinney, Texas, Gilbert Garza,
who received three Purple Hearts as a Marine in Vietnam. Rest In Peace, my Brother.
SEMPER FI!
"When I Fight The Devil"
R. D. Foster Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Brent Rozell Lead Guitar, Percussion, Vocals
Donnie Mac Bass
Jas Stephens Drums
Scott Taylor Organ
Kevin Bailey and Jim Stovall
vocals
Written by R. D. Foster Produced by Phil York,
Brent Rozell and
R. D. Foster Engineered by Phil York Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered at Yorktown Digital Works, Irving, Texas
Executive Producer Trina Foster T-Ray Cicada Music Inc.
