Devil Went Down to Georgia



It's been ten long years since 

The devil laid his fiddle at Johnny's feet

And it burned inside his mind 

The way he suffered that defeat

In the darkest pits of hell 

The devil hatched an evil plan

To tempt the fiddle player for 

He's just a mortal man

"The sin of pride," the devil 

Cried is what will do you in

"I thought we had this settled, 

I'm the best there's ever been."



Johnny did you ever know 

That time keeps marching on

The coldest hour is the one 

Comes just before the dawn

The devil's back in Georgia 

Will you stand up to the test

Or will you let the devil be the best?



"In truth I haven't played much 

Since the baby came in June

But give me half a minute an' 

I'll get this fiddle back in tune"



The devil grabbed the golden 

Fiddle out of Johnny's hand and said

"Though I'm the fiddle player 

Underground and I walk upon the land"



"Y'all just better be just turnin' 

Back if you want this boy to win

'Cos practice is the only cure for 

The predicament he's in"



"Now devil it would be a sin 

For you to get my bow

You go on back to hell and to 

The wood shed I will go"



Johnny are you practising or 

Will your hands grow cold?

The devil walks the land and 

Plays a fiddle made of gold

Can you hear the babe a crying, 

Will he ever know

The devil wants his daddy's very soul?



"Before we play I want to 

Thank you for letting God's 

Own Word ring true

He said you can't be trusted" 

"Yes but what you gonna do?"

"Well you get your fiddle devil if 

You think that you can win

'Cos I beat you once you old dog 

And I can whip your butt again"



John Brown's green, the devil is red

Mama's little baby loves short-nymph bread

The devil's dream is that he can win

But Johnny is the best that's ever been