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

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

Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough

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

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

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

And he played:

The Devil went down to Georgia.

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

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.

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

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

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

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

The Devil's in the house of the rising sun

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

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

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

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

Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough

He was willing to make a deal