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The Devil Went Down to Georgia
Lyricist:John Thomas Jr. Crain, Charlie Daniels, Willian Joel Digregorio, Fred Leroy Edwards, Charles Fred Hayward, James Wainwrigh Marshall
The Devil went down to Georgia He was looking for a soul to steal He was in a bind, 'cause he was way behind He was willing to make a deal
When he came across this young man Sawing on a fiddle and playing it hot And the Devil jumped up on a hickory stump and said
'Boy let me tell you what I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you Now you play a pretty good fiddle boy, but give the Devil his due I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'Cause I think I'm better than you'
The boy said, 'My name's Johnny and it might be a sin But I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret 'Cause I'm the best there's ever been'
Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard 'Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards And if you win you'll get this shiny fiddle made of gold But if you lose, the Devil gets your soul!
The Devil opened up his case and he said, 'I'll start this show' Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And fire blew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this
When the Devil finished, Johnny said 'Well you're pretty good old son But sit down in that chair right there And let me show you how it's done!'
Fire on the mountain, run boys, run The Devil's in the house of the risin' sun Chicken in the bread pan picking out dough Granny does your dog bite? 'No, child, no'
The Devil bowed his head 'cause he knew that he'd been beat And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet Johnny said, 'Devil, just come on back if you ever want to try again 'Cause I told you once, you son of a gun I'm the best there's ever been' He played
Fire on the mountain, run boys, run The Devil's in the house of the risin' sun Chicken in the bread pan picking out dough Granny does your dog bite? 'No, child, no'
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