The devil went down to Georgia, he was lookin' for a soul to stealHe was in a bind 'cause he was way behindAnd he was willin' to make a dealWhen he came upon this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hotAnd the devil jumped up on a hickory stumpAnd said boy let me tell you whatI guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player, tooAnd if you care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with youNow you play a pretty good fiddle, boyBut give the devil his dueI'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul'Cause I think I'm better than youThe boy said my name's Johnny and it might be a sinBut I'll take your bet and you're gonna regret'Cause I'm the best there's ever beenJohnny rosin up your bow, and play your fiddle hard'Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals the cardsAnd if you win, you get this shiny fiddle made of goldBut of you lose, the devil gets your soulThe devil opened up his case and he said I'll start this showAnd fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bowThen he pulled the bow across the strings and it made a evil hissAnd then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like thisWhen the devil finished, Johnny said well you're pretty good old sonBut sit right 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 rising sun"Chicken in a bread pan pickin' out doughGranny does your dog biteNo child, noThe devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beatAnd he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feetJohnny said, devil just come on back if you ever wanna try againI done told you once you son of a bitch, I'm the best there's ever beenHe 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 doughGranny will your dog biteNo child, no
