The Devil Went Down To Georgia (Live)

[Intro]
And we can't forget about Charlie Daniels, can we?

[Verse 1]
The Devil went down to Georgia, he was lookin' for a soul to steal
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind, he was willing 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 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 bеt a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I'm bettеr than you"

[Pre-Chorus]
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"

[Chorus]
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'll get this shiny fiddle made of gold
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul
Hear me out there, Country Joe

[Verse 2]
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 Break]

[Verse 3]
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]
"Fire on the Mountain," run, boys, run
The Devil's in the house of the rising sun
Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough
Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 4]
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 there's ever been"

[Chorus]
And he played, "Fire on the Mountain," run, boys, run
The Devil's in the house of the rising sun
Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough
Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no