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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 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 a pretty good fiddle boy, 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, you're gonna regret
'Cause I'm the best there's ever been"

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!

The Devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show"
And fire blew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow

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 it's done!"

Fire on the mountain, run boys, run
The Devil's in the house of the risin' sun
Chicken in the bread pan picking out dough
Granny does your dog bite?
"No, child, no"

The Devil bowed his head 'cause 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
'Cause I told you once, you son of a gun
I'm the best there's ever been" He played

Fire on the mountain, run boys, run
The Devil's in the house of the risin' sun
Chicken in the bread pan picking out dough
Granny does your dog bite?
"No, child, no"

The Devil went down to Georgia
He was looking for a soul to steal
He was in a bind, 'cause he was way behind