The Devil Went Down to Georgia (Live)

And with the crack of his whoopy tail The beast was done The devil went down to Georgia He was looking for a soul to steal He was in a bind he, was way behind He was willin' to make a deal When he came across some boy Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot Then the devil jumped up on a hickory stump And Said, "Boy, lemme tell you what" Guess you didn't know it but I'm a fiddle player too And if you care to take a dare, well, I'll make a bet with you You play pretty good fiddle boy but you give the devil his due I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul to think I'm better than you My names 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 hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals it hard If you win, you get this shiny fiddle made of gold But if you loose the devil gets your soul The devil opened up his case now and he said, "I'll start this show" And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow And he pulled that bow across his strings and it made an evil hiss Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded somethin' like this When the devil finished, Johnny said "Well you're pretty good ol' son Sit down in that chair right there Lemme show you how it's done" He played, fire on the mountain run, boys, run Devil's in the house of the risin' sun Chicken in the bread pen pickin' out dough Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no The devil bowed his head now 'Cause he knew that he'd been beat And he laid that golden fiddle Down on the ground at Johnny's feet Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back If you ever wanna try again I told you once you son of a bitch I'm the best there's ever been" He played, fire on the mountain run, boys, run Devil's in the house of the risin' sun Chicken in the bread pen pickin' out dough Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no