Devil Went Down To Georgia Lyrics

Well the devil went down to Georgia
He was lookin' for a soul to steal
He was in a bind, he was way behind
He was willin' to make a deal

When he came upon this young man
Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot
Well the devil jumped upon a hickory stump
And said, "Boy let me tell you what"

I bet you didn't know it
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'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul
But I think I'm better than you

The boy said, "My name's Johnny
And it might be a sin but I'll take that bet
You're gonna regret
'Cause I'm the best there's ever been"

Johnny, rosin' up your bow and play your fiddle hard
Hell's broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals the cards
And if you win you get that shiny fiddle made of gold
And if you lose, the devil gets your soul

Well the devil opened up his case
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And fire flew from his fingertips
As he rosined up his bow

And he pulled the bow across the strings
That made a evil hiss
The band of demons joined in
Ridin' it, sounded some like this

When the devil finished
Johnny said, “Well you're pretty good old son
But sit right in that chair right there
Let me show you how this is done”

He played 'Fire on the mountain run boys, run
Devil's in the house of the rising sun
Chicken in a bread pan picken' out dough
Granny, does your dog bite? No child, no'

Well the devil bowed his head
Because 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 wanna try again
I done told you once you son of a bitch
I'm the best there's ever been"

He played 'Fire on the mountain run boys, run
Devil's in the house of the rising sun
Chicken in a bread pan picken' out dough
Granny, does your dog bite? No child, no'