Charlie Daniels Band Devil Went Down To Georgia The Lyrics
            The devil went down to Georgia
            He was lookin' for a soul to steal
            He was in a bind
            'Cause he was way behind
            And he was willin' to make a deal
        
            When he came upon this young man
            Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' 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 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
            '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
            And 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 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
            And fire flew from his fingertips
            As he rosined up his bow
        
            Then he pulled the bow across the strings
            And it made a [sic] evil hiss
            And a band of demons joined in
            And it sounded something like this
        
            [Instrumental]
        
            When the devil finished
            Johnny said well you're pretty good old son
            Just sit right in that chair right there
            And let me show you how it's done
        
            He played Fire on the Mountain
            Run boys, run
            The 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
        
            [Instrumental]
        
            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 b____
            I'm the best there's ever been
        
            And he played Fire on the Mountain
            Run boys, run
            The 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
        
            [Instrumental to end]
        
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