The devil went down to Georgia
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He was lookin' for a soul to steal
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He was in a bind
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'Cause he was way behind
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And he was willin' to make a deal
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When he came upon this young man
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Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot
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And the devil jumped
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Up on a hickory stump
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And said, "boy, let me tell you what
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I guess you didn't know it
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But I'm a fiddle player too
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And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you
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Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy
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But give the devil his due
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I'll bet a fiddle of gold
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Against your soul
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'Cause I think I'm better than you"
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The boy said, "my name's Johnny
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And it might be a sin
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But I'll take your bet
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And you're gonna regret
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'Cause I'm the best there's ever been"
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Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard
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'Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia, and the devil deals the cards
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And if you win, you get this shiny fiddle made of gold
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But if you lose, the devil gets your soul
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The devil opened up his case
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And he said, "I'll start this show"
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And fire flew from his fingertips
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As he rosined up his bow
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Then he pulled the bow across the strings
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And it made an evil hiss
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And a band of demons joined in
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And it sounded something like this
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When the devil finished
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Johnny said, "well, you're pretty good, old son
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But sit down in that chair right there
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And let me show you how it's done"
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He played Fire on the Mountain run boys, run
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The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun
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Chicken in a bread pan pickin' out dough
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Granny, does your dog bite? No child, no
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The devil bowed his head
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Because he knew that he'd been beat
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And he laid that golden fiddle
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On the ground at Johnny's feet
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Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back
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If you ever want to try again
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I done told you once you son of a bitch
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I'm the best that's ever been"
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He played Fire on the Mountain run boys, run
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The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun
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Chicken in a bread pan pickin' out dough
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Granny, does your dog bite? No child, no
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