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

And he was willing to make a deal

When he came across that young boy

Playing and playing that fiddle hot

And then devil jumped 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 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 is 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 rosing up your bow and play that fiddle hard

'Cause hell 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

He said, I'll start the show

And fire flew from his fingertips

As he rosined up his bow

Then he pulled that bow across the strings

And made an evil hiss

And a band of demons joined in

It sounded something like this

When the devil finished

Johnny said, Well, you're pretty good, old son

Just sit down in that chair right there

Let me show you how it's done

Fire on the mountain, run, boys, run

Devils' in the house of the rising sun

Chicken in a bread pan picking out dough

Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no

The devil bowed his head

Because he knew that he'd been beat

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

Devils' in the house of the rising sun

Chicken in a bread pan picking out dough

Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no