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Johnny Went Down to Hell
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Johnny went down into hell one night, he was hunting for the devil's throne
He beat around his name too long, figured he'd claim his own
The flames were licking the cavern walls, the air was thick with sin
But he grinned and tuned his fiddle tight, said, "Devil, let's begin"
He laughed and said, "You're foolish, son, you'll burn before you win"
But he roused up that bow and said, "We'll see who melts in sin"
I ain't afraid of fire or brimstone, you can damn me if I lose
But I'm the best that's ever lived, oh boy, so go on, light that fuse
Johnny was a hillbilly redneck, meaner than a dog on myth
He said, "I beat every fiddle of breathing
Ain't nothing left on earth worth a test"
So he loaded up his moonshine and he swore one drunken yell
"If the devil's still picking, I'll find his ass I'm heading straight to hell"
Then Johnny went down to hell, he wasn't running scared
Said, "I came to take your fiddle, boy, if you still got one spare"
The devil grinned and said, "Hot damn, I've waited for this day
But I ain't playing country tunes down here, we melt the strings away" (go)
The gates swung wide, the brimstone popped
And demons poured like beer
The devil stood there smiling with the gold bow slick and clear
"Boy, you talk big for a mortal man, but my fire's burned for years"
Johnny spit and grinned I'll smoke your ass and drink your flaming tears
Johnny went down to hell he wasn't running scared
Said, "I came to take your fiddle, boy, if you still got one spare"
The devil grinned and said, "Hot damn, I've waited for this day
But I ain't playing country tunes down here, we melt the strings away" (go!)
The devil drew his bow across the pit, began to roar
The walls of hell were shaking like a diesel engine's core
But Johnny's fire was meaner still, in that fiddle scream, pure sin
He bent the notes 'til angels cried and the devil's flame grew thin
Smoke rolled up from Johnny's strings, ashes on his boots
He said, "Hell's just another honky-tonk, and I'm the king of roots"
The devil dropped that golden bow and kicked throught the flame
Johnny took it, tipped his hat, said, "Now you know my name"
Johnny went down to hell and he played that fire clean
Left the devil staring dumbstruck in the glow of gasoline
He said, "Keep your crown and kingdom, I just came to raise some hell
You'll hear my fiddle ringing from the hollers down in hell" (go!)
Written by: Eric Chiaramonte
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