The Devil Went Down To Georgia Lyrics

The Devil Went Down To Georgia 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 willing to make a
deal



When he came across this young man

Sawing on a fiddle and
playing 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 pretty good fiddle, son

But give the devil his
due

I 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
that's ever been"



Johhny you resin 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
openned up his case

And he said "I'll start this show"

And fire flew
from his fingertips

As he resined 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

"Well you're pretty good, old son

But sit down in that
chair right there

And let me show you how its
done"



{Refrain

Fire on the mountain, run boys run

The devil's
in the house of the rising sun

Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out
dough

Granny does your dog bite, no child no



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 want to try again

But I told you once, you son
of a bitch

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 the bread pan pickin' out dough

Granny does your dog
bite, no child no