Devil Went Down To Georgia (Lyrics) - Poem by Satan's Sibling
The devil went down to georgia,
He was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind, he was way behind
And he was willing to make a deal.
When he came acroos this young,
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 care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.'
You play pretty good fiddle boy,
But give the devil his due.
I've got a fiddle of gold, to get you sold,
'cause I think I'm better than you'
The boy said,
'My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin.
I'll take that bet, you're gonna regret,
Cause I'm the best theirs ever been.'
Johnny rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard,
Cause hells broke loos ein georgia and the devil deals it hard,
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold,
But if you lose the devil gets your soul.
The devil opened up his case and said
'I'll start this show'
And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow,
He drew the bow across the strings and it amde an evil hiss,
And a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
(Electric Guitar solo)
Well the devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd bee beat,
And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet,
Johnny said, 'Come on back If you ever want to try again,
Ive told you once you son of a b****h, I'm the best there's ever been.
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