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 bet 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 

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 

I'm the best that's ever been" 



Johnny you rosin 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 rosined 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 

"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 

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, 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" 



Fire on the mountain, run boys run 

Devil's in the house of the rising sun 

Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough 

Granny will your dog bite, no child no