The Devil Went Down to Georgia
he was lookin for a soul to steal
He was in a bind cuz he was way bhind and he was lookin for a soul to steal
When he came upon a young boy sewin on a fiddle n playin it hot
He jumped up on a hickory stump n said boy lemme tell ya wat
I guess you didnt know it but im a fiddle player too
And if you care
to take a dare
I'll make a bet with you
now you play pretty good fiddle boy
but give the devil his due
i'll bet a fiddle of gold
againt oud soul
to think im better than you
The boy said my names Johnny
and it might be a sin
but I'll take your bet
You're gonna regret
cuz im the best thats ever been.
Johnny rosened up yoru bow n play you fiddle hard
Cuz hells broke loose in georgia
and the devil deals it hard
and if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold
but if you lose the devil gets your soullllllllllllll
**fiddle solos**
The devil opened up his case
and says i'll start this show
and FIRE poofed from his finger tips
as he rosned 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 somethin like this
**devils fiddlin'!**
When the Devil finished Johnny said well your pretty good old son
but sit down in that chair right there lemme show ya how its done!
Fire On The MountainS RUN BOYS RUN!
THE DEVILS IN THE HOUSE OF THE RISIN SON!
CHICKEN IN TH BREAD PAN PICKIN OUT DOUGH
READY WHEN YA HIT THAT OLD TOWN NOTE.
**Johnny solos, impressivly beating the flaming non exsistant pants off the devil**
the devil bowed his head cuz he knew that he'd been beat
he layed that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnnys feet
Johnny said devil juss come on back if ya ever wanna try again
i done told you once you son of a bitch
I'm the best thats ever been
HE PLAYED
FIRE ON THE MOUNTAINS RUN BOYS RUN!
THE DEVILS IN THE HOUSE OF THE RISIN SON!
CHICKEN IN TH BREAD PAN PICKIN OUT DOUGH
READY WHEN YA HIT THAT OLD TOWN NOTE.