The Devil Went Down To Georgia

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[Verse 1]
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The Devil went down to Georgia
he was looking for a soul to steal
He was in a bind cause he was way behind
he was willin' to make a deal
When he came across this young man
sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot
And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump
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and said boy let me tell you what

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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 bet a fiddle of gold against your soul
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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, you're gonna regret
cause I'm the best that's ever been

[Bridge]
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Johnny, you rosin up your bow
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and play your fiddle hard
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Cause hell’s broke loose in Georgia
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and the Devil deals it hard
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And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold
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But if you lose the Devil gets your soul

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[Verse 2]
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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 his strings
and it made an evil hiss
Then a band of demons joined in
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and it sounded something like this

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[Verse 3]
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When the Devil finished Johnny said
well, you're pretty good ol' son
But sit down in that chair right there
and let me show you how it's done

[Chorus]
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Fire on the mountain, run boys run
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The Devil's in the house of the risin' sun
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Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough
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Granny does your dog bite no, child, no

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[Verse 4]
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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 bitch
I'm the best that's ever been, and he played

[Chorus]
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Fire on the mountain, run boys run
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The Devil's in the house of the risin' sun
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The chicken in the bread pan are pickin' out dough
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Granny will your dog bite no, child, no

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