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 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 didnt know it  But I'm a fiddle player too  And if you care to take a dare  I'll just make a bet with you"    "Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy  But give the Devil his due  I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul  Is to 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, you're gonna regret  Cause I'm the best there's ever been"      Johnny your 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 opened up his case  And he said, "I'll start this show"  And fire flew from his fingertips  As he rosined up his bow    And then he pulled the bow across the strings  And it made an evil hiss  And a band of demons joined in  And it sounded something like this    When the Devil finished  Johnny said, "well you're pretty good old son  But just sit down in that chair right there  Let me show you how its done      Fire on the mountain, run boys, run  The Devil's in the House of the Rising Sun  Chicken in the bread pan pickin' at 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,just come on back  If you ever wanna 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 boys, run  The Devil's in the House of the Rising Sun  Chicken in the bread pan pickin' at dough  Granny does your dog bite? No child, no    these lyrics are last corrected by BoBo