The Charlie Daniels Band - The Devil Went Down To Georgia

And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said "Boy, let me tell you what."

The Devil's in the house of the rising sun

Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough

'Cause I've told you once--you son of a bitch--I'm the best there's ever been."

'Cause Hell's broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards.

And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow.

And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.

And he played:

And if you'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.

"Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run!

"Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run!

And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss.

"I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player, too.

The Devil went down to Georgia.

I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I'm better than you."

When the Devil finished, Johnny said, "Well, you're pretty good ol' son

The boy said, "My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin

The Devil's in the house of the rising sun

But sit down in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done."

He was willing to make a deal

The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.

Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough

and you're gonna regret 'cause I'm the best there's ever been."

Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the Devil his due.

Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back if you ever wanna try again