Written by Tim DuBois, Greg Jennings, Monty Powell

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

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 his secret
No one would understand
She’s the only one who’s seen
The dark side of the man

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

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

Oh, the sins in Dancy’s dream