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 The Devil Went Down To Georgia de Charlie Daniels

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From brigand@1st-coast.com Wed Apr 9 12:50:44 1997 # This is the correct [the existing ones are incorrect] lyrics for Charlie Daniels 'The Devil went down to Georgia' This is from the 'a decade of hits' it was written by Daniels and preformed by Daniels. the devil went down to georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal he was in a bind 'cause he was way behind an' he was willin' to make a deal. he came across this young man sawing on a fiddle and playing it hot an' the jumped up on a hickory stump an' said 'boy let me tell ya what.','I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too, and if you care to take a dare I make a bet with you. now you play pretty good fiddle son, but give the devil his due, I'll bet a fiddle of gold against you soul 'cause i think i'm better then you. An' the boy said my nam's johnny, and it might be a sin, but i'll take your bet an' your gonna regret 'cause i'm the best there's ever been. Johnny rosin up your bow an' play your fiddle hard 'cause hell's broke loose in georgia an' the devil deals the cards. now if you win you'll get this shiny fiddle made of gold, but if you loose the devil gets your soul! the devil opened up his case and said 'i'll start this show' and fire flew from his finger tips as he rosigned up his bow. and he drew the bow acress the strings it made an evil hiss then a band of demons joined in and it sounded somthing like this when the devil finished Johnny said well your pretty good ol' son, but sit down in that chair right there an' let me show you how it's done! he played fire on the mountain run boy's run! devil's in the house of the risen sun! chicken in the bread pan picken out dough! granny does your dog bite, no child, no! the devil bowed his head 'cause 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 there's ever been!' he played fire on the mountain run boy's run! devil's in the house of the risen sun! chicken in the bread pan picken out dough! granny does your dog bite, no child, no! Peter "OddBall" Durrill BRIGAND@1st-coast.com