The devil went down to Georgia,
He was looking for a soul to steal,
He was in a bind, cause he was way behind
And he was willing to make a deal.
Well he come across a young man sawing on a fiddle
And he played it hot.
The devil jumped up on a hickory stump
And said "Boy, let me tell you what...
"In case you didn't know it,
I'm a fiddle player too,
And if you care to make a dare
I'll 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 your soul
Cause I think I'm better than you."
Well the boy said "My name's Johnny,
And it might be a sin,
But I'll take your bet you're gonna regret
Cause I'm the best there's ever been"
Johnny 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'll get
This shiny fiddle made of gold,
But if you lose 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 rosined up his bow.
When he pulled that bow across the strings,
It made an evil hiss,
And a band of demons joined in,
And it sounded just like this.
When the devil finished, Johnny said,
"Well you're pretty good, old Son,
But just sit down in that chair right there
And let me show you how it's done."
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.
And Johnny said, "Devil, come on back
If you ever want to try again,
But I told you once, you son of a bitch,
I'm the best there's ever been!"