The devil went down to Scunthorpe   Looking for a soul to steal   In a bind and way behind   He was willin' to make a deal   When he came across this young man   Pickin' on a guitar, playing it hot   And the devil jumped on a hickory stump   And said I'll tell ya what      I guess you didn't know it, I'm a guitar player too   And if you care to take a dare   I'll make a bet with you   Now you play a real good guitar boy   But give the devil his due   I'll bet a guitar of gold to get your soul   'Cause I think I'm better than you      The boy said my name's Johnny, it might be a sin   I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret   I'm the best that's ever been      Johnny resin up your pick and play your guitar hard   'Cause hell is here in Scunthorpe   And the devil deals the cards   Now if you win you'll get this shinny guitar made of gold   But if you loose the devil gets your soul      The devil opened up his case and said I'll start this gig   And fire flew from his finger tips as he resined up his pick   He strummed the pick across the strings   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 ol' son   But sit down in that chair right there   Let me show you how it's done      Fire on the mountain run boys run   Devil's in the house of the risin' sun   Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough   Ready says you don't fight, no child, no   Let's go      The devil bowed his head   Because he knew that he'd been beat   He laid that golden guitar on the ground at Johnny's feet   Johnny said Devil come on back    If you ever want to try again   I told you once you son of a bitch   I'm the best I've ever been      Fire on the mountain run boys run   Devil's in the house of the risin' sun   Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough   Ready says you don't fight, no child, no   Let's go