| It was down by the water |
| where the angry rivers rise |
| I was found by the preacher’s |
| Whose love I can’t deny |
| I was still so young |
| when I touched that gun |
| For the first time and it felt so right |
| So I packed my bag and I said goodbye |
| 'Cause I knew I’d crossed that line |
| So as I turn out the light |
| You’d better not close your eyes |
| I might rip your heart out honey |
| I might steal your money too |
| Black water running through my soul |
| I’ll be the ruin of you |
| I smiled like an angel |
| I was a streetwise seventeen |
| She was old enough to know better |
| When she took her chance with me One respectable wife |
| With a taste for the darker side |
| I might rip your heart out honey |
| I might steal your money too |
| Black water running through my soul |
| I’ll be the ruin of you |
| So as I turn out the light |
| You’d better not close your eyes |
| I might rip your heart out honey |
| I might steal your money too |
| Black water running through my soul |
| I might rip your heart out honey |
| I might steal your money too |
| Black water running through my soul |
| I’ll be the ruin of you |