Bruuce

The devil went down to Georgia
He was lookin' 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 across this young man
Sawing on a fiddle and playing it hot
And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump
And said, "Boy let me tell you what

"I guess you didn't know it
But I'm a fiddle player too
And if you'd care to take a dare
I'll make a bet with you"

"Now you play pretty good fiddle, boy
But give the devil his due
I 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 that's ever been"

Johhny you rosein up your bow
And play your fiddle hard
'Cause Hell's broke loose in Georgia
And the devil deals the cards

And if you win
You get this shiny fiddle made of gold
But if you lose
The devil gets your soul

The devil openned up his case
And he said "I'll start this show"
And fire flew from his fingertips
As he roseined up his bow

And he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
Then 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
But sit down in that chair right there
And let me show you how its done"


Fire on the mountain, run boys run
The devil's in the house of the rising sun
Chicken in the bread pan pickin' 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 at 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 that's ever been"

He played
Fire on the mountain, run boys run
The devil's in the house of the rising sun
Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough
Granny DOES your dog bite, no child no

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swimtech

One of my favorite Charlie Daniel's songs - good story... I love it when the good guys win!

He used to compete in the Fidler's Convention a lot too. I've often thought this song was inspired by his involvement in that...

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It's not so much getting your way that matters or not - what matters is how you go about getting it.

Bruuce

It's a great song. My mom just got a gold statue of an angel with a fiddle and it reminded me of this song.

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Mort_Cinder

yea the song is great. i hear it on netscape radio, the lyrics are pretty good

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The_Neon_Cowboy

I like the parody of it too any one herd it?
(just do search on google you'll find it)

The Devil went to Jamaica. He was looking to sell some weed.
He was doing fine; they were standing in line.
It was excellent weed indeed.
When he came upon this young man who was likewise peddling pot
and the Devil slid down the beach to the kid and said "Boy let me tell you what...
I guess you kinda figured I'm a reeferhead of course,
and after all this time, I guess that I'm a connoisseur of sorts.
Now your stuff smells ok, but this could tranquilize a horse.
I'll bet a million in cash against your stash cuz I think mine's better than yours."
The boy said "My name's Johnny and you ain't smoked nothing yet.
One hit of this grass will kick your ass! You got yourself a bet."

Johnny roll a ball of hash and make sure it's the bomb
cuz the Devil's got the kind of stuff they smoked in Vietnam...
You'll get a million smackaroos in cash if you can cope,
but if you can't, the Devil gets your dope!

The Devil packed a bong with a little Acapulco Gold
and resin flew from his fingertips as he fired up his bowl.
He filled that chamber all the way and he took a mighty hit.
And as they passed it back and forth, it gave em both a coughing fit.

(cough, cough, cough...)

When the bowl was finished Johnny said "Hey man that stuff was great!
But fill your lungs with some of this and prepare to vegetate!"
Cannabis sativa, sweet Mary Jane. The Devil's in the back yard, frying his brain.
Zig zag filled with the diggity dank Hold on tight it'll hit you like a tank..

The Devil nodded off because he knew that he was stoned,
and he asked if he could buy an ounce of the stuff that Johnny owned.
Johnny said "Devil just come on back if you ever wanna catch a buzz...
I done told you once, you son of a bitch, mine's the best there ever was!"
And they fired up doobie one by one They're not gonna stop till the bag is done
Green as a bullfrog, sticky as glue... Granny do you get high? "Yes I do."

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