The Devil Went Down To Georgia

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The devil went down to Georgia

he was looking for a soul to steal

He was in a bind cuz he was way behind

he was willin' to make a deal

When he came across this young man

sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot

And the devil jumped apon a hickory stump

and said boy let me tell you what

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I bet you didn't know it

but I'm a fiddle player too

And if you'd care to make 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

cuz 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 your gonna regret

cuz I'm the best that's ever been

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Johnny your rosin up your bow

and play your fiddle hard

Gm

Cuz hells broke loose in Georgia

Dm

and the devil deals it hard

Gm

And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold

But if you lose the devil gets your soul

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The devil opened up his case

and he said I'll start this show

And fire flew from his fingertips

as he rosined up his bow

And he pulled the bow across his strings

and it made an evil hiss

Then a band of demons joined in

and it sounded something like this

Dm C Dm G A Bb C Db Dm C Db Dm (7x)

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When the devil finished Johnny said

well you're pretty good ol' sun

But sit down in that chair right there

and let me show you how its done

Fire on the mountain run boys run

The devil's in the house of the risin' sun

Chicken in the bread pin pickin' out dough

Granny does your dog bite no, child, no

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The devil bowed his head

because he knew that he'd been beat

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 bitch

I'm the best that's ever been

And he played fire on the mountain run boys run

the Devils in the house of the risin' sun

Chicken in the bread pin pickin' out dough

Granny does your dog bite no child no