Devil Went Down To Georgia 歌词

歌曲	Devil Went Down To Georgia
歌手	Emerson Drive
专辑	Countrified
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	The Devil went down to
	GeorgiaHe was lookin' for a soul to steal
	He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind
	And he was willin' to make a deal
	When he came across this young man
	Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' 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, boy
	I'm a fiddle player too
	And if you'd care to take a dare
	Well, I'll make a bet with you”“
	Now you play 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
	JohnnyAnd it just might be a sin
	But I'll take this bet, you're gonna regret
	I'm the best that's ever been”
	Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard
	Hell broke loose in
	Georgia and the
	Devil deals his cards
	And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold
	And if you lose, the
	Devil gets your soul
	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
	When he pulled the bow across the strings
	And it made an evil hiss
	And a band of demons joined in
	And it sounded somethin' like this, here we go
	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 it's 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
	Well, 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, come on back
	If you ever want to try again
	Well, I told you once, you son of a gun
	I'm the best that's ever been”
	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 went down to
	GeorgiaHe was lookin' for a soul to steal
	He was in a bind ' cause he was way behind
	And he was willin' to make a deal
	When he came across this young man
	Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' 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, boy
	I' m a fiddle player too
	And if you' d care to take a dare
	Well, I' ll make a bet with you""
	Now you play 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
	JohnnyAnd it just might be a sin
	But I' ll take this bet, you' re gonna regret
	I' m the best that' s ever been"
	Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard
	Hell broke loose in
	Georgia and the
	Devil deals his cards
	And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold
	And if you lose, the
	Devil gets your soul
	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
	When he pulled the bow across the strings
	And it made an evil hiss
	And a band of demons joined in
	And it sounded somethin' like this, here we go
	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 it' s 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
	Well, 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, come on back
	If you ever want to try again
	Well, I told you once, you son of a gun
	I' m the best that' s ever been"
	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 went down to
	GeorgiaHe was lookin' for a soul to steal
	He was in a bind ' cause he was way behind
	And he was willin' to make a deal
	When he came across this young man
	Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' 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, boy
	I' m a fiddle player too
	And if you' d care to take a dare
	Well, I' ll make a bet with you""
	Now you play 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
	JohnnyAnd it just might be a sin
	But I' ll take this bet, you' re gonna regret
	I' m the best that' s ever been"
	Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard
	Hell broke loose in
	Georgia and the
	Devil deals his cards
	And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold
	And if you lose, the
	Devil gets your soul
	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
	When he pulled the bow across the strings
	And it made an evil hiss
	And a band of demons joined in
	And it sounded somethin' like this, here we go
	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 it' s 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
	Well, 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, come on back
	If you ever want to try again
	Well, I told you once, you son of a gun
	I' m the best that' s ever been"
	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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