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
 Playin' a guitar and pickin' 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 guitar, boy
 But give the devil his due
 I'll bet a guitar 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 finger and play that guitar hard
 'Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia, and the devil deals the cards
 And if you win, you get this shiny guitar made of gold
 But if you lose, the devil gets your soul
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 The devil opened up his case
 And he said, "I'll start this thing"
 And fire flew from his fingertips
 As he started tuning his strings
 He put that finger down on strings
 And it made an evil sound
 And him and his demons all got together
 And started their music down
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 When the devil finished
 Johnny said, "well, you're pretty good, big old son
 But pull up a chair and sit down right there
 And let me show you how it's done"
 He played Fire on the Mountain run boys, run
 The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun
 Chicken in a bread pan pickin' out dough
 Granny, does your dog bite? No child, no
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 And I'm afraid the devil just bowed his head
 Because he knew that he'd been beat
 And he laid that golden guitar
 On the ground at Johnny's feet
 Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back
 If you ever want to try again
 I done 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 a bread pan pickin' out dough
 Granny, does your dog bite? No child, no