Who’s that knocking at the door, at the door? Who’s that knocking at the door? It’s the devil that’s a-knocking at the door at the door. It’s the devil that’s a-knocking at the door.
What’s that sliding ‘cross the floor ‘cross the floor? What’s that sliding ‘cross the floor? It’s my dead body on the floor, on the floor. It’s my dead body on the floor.
Florence, O Florence! Yeah, you’ve got a friend All of your silence Has come to an end. You can pack up your suitcase And make your amends For the devil demands His revenge.
Where’s my mama she said she’d come, She’s my only friend. Where’s my mama she said she’d come, she’s my only friend. Well, my poor mama may never come For she’s been talking to the dead.
Florence, O Florence! Yeah, you’ve got a friend All of your silence Has come to an end. You can pack up your suitcase And make your amends For the devil demands His revenge.
Who’s that knocking at the door, at the door? Who’s that knocking at the door?