Neath the prairie moon
Upon the Kansas plain
Was a family's trading post
Where evil found its name
Murderous family of robbers
Bender's of evil and sin
Here there was death by the hammer
At the Devils Inn
Many an unwary traveler
Came to an early demise
None of the Bender's were captured
Slipped into the night
They'll drain the life
Out of your pocket and your head
And bury you out by the shed
A trail to hell that led to deeds so foul and grim
The keepers of the Devils Inn
Who was it wielding the hammers
Laying the blows to the head
Mother or son, father or daughter
A family to dread
Seances and bloody murder
Fall through the trap door of hell
Crimson and gore in the cellar
Where the bodies fell
So Evil
Family that feeds off of fear
She devil
She'll cut your throat ear to ear
Souls that fell
Beyond the boundaries of sin
Fiends from hell
Keepers of the Devils Inn
They'll drain the life
Out of your pocket and your head
And bury you out by the shed
A trail to hell that led to deeds so foul and grim
The keepers of the Devils Inn
