Ross Hollow, Vinny Martone - Circle City Blues Lyrics

I got those circle city blues
It's like an Indy 500 in my head
You're running circles round my head
I can't get no rest, even when I go to bed

I went down to the White River in the sleet and the snow
I went down to the White River to try and sell my soul
But that damn ole Devil, he didn't show