The Devil Went Down to Scunthorpe

The devil went down to Scunthorpe Looking for a soul to steal In a bind and way behind He was willin' to make a deal When he came across this young man Pickin' on a guitar, playing it hot And the devil jumped on a hickory stump And said I'll tell you what I guess you didn't know it I'm a guitar player too And if you care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you Now you play a real good guitar boy But give the devil his due I'll bet a guitar of gold to get your soul 'Cause I think I'm better than you The boy said my name's Johnny, it might be a sin I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret I'm the best that's ever been Johnny resin up your pick And play your guitar hard 'Cause hell is here in Scunthorpe And the devil deals the cards Now if you win you'll get This shiny guitar made of gold But if you loose the devil gets your soul The devil opened up his case And said I'll start this gig And fire flew from his finger tips As he resined up his pick He strummed the pick across the strings It made an evil hiss Then a band of demons joined in And it sounded something like this When the devil finished Johnny said you're pretty good ol' son But sit down in that chair right there Let me show you how it's done Fire on the mountain run boys run Devil's in the house of the risin' sun Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough Ready says you don't fight, no child, no Let's go The devil bowed his head Because he knew that he'd been beat He laid that golden guitar On the ground at Johnny's feet Johnny said Devil come on back If you ever want to try again I told you once you son of a bitch I'm the best I've ever been (yeah) Fire on the mountain run boys run Devil's in the house of the risin' sun Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough Ready says you don't fight, no child, no Let's go