THE DEVIL WENT DOWN TO GEORGIA
(Hayward / Crain / Daniels / Edwards / Marshall)
The Charlie Daniels Band - 1979


The devil went down to Georgia 
He was looking for a soul to steal 
He was in a bind 
'Cause he was way behind 
And he was willing to make a deal 

When he came upon this young man 
Sawing on a fiddle and plain' it hot 
And the devil jumped 
Up on a hickory stump 
And said boy let me tell you what 

Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy 
But give the devil his due 
I'll bet a fiddle of gold 
Against your soul 
'Cause 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 
And you're gonna regret 
'Cause I'm the best there's ever been 

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 

Then he pulled the bow across the strings 
And it made a [sic] evil hiss 
And a band of demons joined in 
And it sounded something like this 

When the devil finished 
Johnny said well you're pretty good old son 
Just sit right in that chair right there 
And let me show you how it's done 

He played Fire on the Mountain 
Run boys, run 
The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun 
Chicken in a bread pan picking out dough 
Granny does your dog bite 
No child, no 

The devil bowed his head 
Because he knew that he'd been beat 
And he laid that golden fiddle 
On the ground and Johnny's feet 

Johnny said, Devil just come on back 
If you ever want to try again 
I done told you once you son of a bitch 
I'm the best there's ever been 

And he played Fire on the Mountain 
Run boys, run 
The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun 
Chicken in a bread pan picking out dough 
Granny does your dog bite 
No child, no