| He got the devil around his finger | |
| Jesus around his neck | |
| No one wants him in this world | |
| Nor the fucking next | |
| Don't you wanna know why? | |
| Ohhh, don't you wanna know why? | |
| He gonna leave this world by anger | |
| By gun smoke or by rope | |
| Only ever loved a woman in his life | |
| A little lady named Mrs. Anthrop | |
| Don't you wanna know why? | |
| Ohh, don't you wanna know why? | |
| 'Cause Jesus in the Courtyard telling us | |
| Jesus in the Courtyard telling us | |
| Satan's in the cornfields startin' fires | |
| Jesus in the Courtyard telling us | |
| Ohhh Lord, Oh Lord | |
| He's all dressed in black as midnight | |
| A funeral's his church | |
| Your misery's his company | |
| Your sorrow is his hearse | |
| Don't you wanna know why? | |
| Uhh, don't you wanna know why? | |
| Jesus will not save him | |
| A savior will not rise | |
| Satan kissed him on his cheek | |
| Said his last goodbye | |
| Don't you wanna know why? | |
| Ohhh, don't you wanna know why? | |
| 'Cause Jesus in the Courtyard telling us | |
| Jesus in the Courtyard telling us | |
| Satan's in the cornfields startin' fires | |
| Jesus in the Courtyard telling us | |
| Ohh Lord, Ohhh Lord |