The Devil Went Down to Georgia

The Devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal
He was in a bind, 'cause he was way behind, so he was willing to make a deal
When he come across that young boy playing and playing on a fiddle hot
And the devil jumps up on a hickory stump and said: Boy let me tell you what
I bet 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 wit 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

'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 playin' 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!

Devil opened up his case and said: I'll start this show
And fire flew 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: 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 rising Sun
The chicken in the bread pan picking out dough
Granny does your dog bite? No, child, no

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 back if you ever wanna try again
I told you once, you son of a bitch, I'm the best that's ever been!

Fire on the mountain! Run, boys, run!
Devil's in the house of the rising Sun
Chicken in the bread pan picking out dough
Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no