Tuesday, June 29, 2010

CHARLIE DANIELS BAND lyrics - The Devil Went Down To Georgia



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'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'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

And he pulled the bow across the strings

And it made an evil hiss

And a band of demons joined in

And it sounded something like this



[Instrumental Interlude]



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 Rising Sun

Chicken in a bread pan picken' out dough

Granny does your dog bite

No child, no



[Instrumental Interlude]



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

'Cause I told you once you son of a gun

I'm the best that's ever been



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 will your dog bite

No child, no


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