Dancy was a deacon
Every Sunday found him there
At the Lighthouse Gospel Church
With his hands folded in prayer
And standin' right beside him
Was his pretty hometown bride
But no one could have guessed
What he was prayin' deep inside

Dancy has a demon
Livin' somewhere in his past
That dark-haired Cajun angel
Was the devil dressed in black
Was it really voodoo
Or just weakness in the man
The only time he ever fell
Was when she took his hand

CHORUS
Oh, it's been so long, but it's still so strong
Every night the devil comes and walks through
Dancy's dream
She takes him by the hand and leads him back to
New Orleans
A good man's goin' crazy somewhere in between
The hymns on Sunday mornin' and the sins in
Dancy's dream


Sometimes it's almost like
He was never even there
But other times he swears he smells
The flowers in her hair
He never told the secret
No one would understand
She's the only one who's seen
The dark side of the man

(Repeat Chorus twice)