Classic Country Lyrics: "The Devil Went Down To Georgia" von Charlie Daniels

Diese Geschichte über einen Fiddle-Wettbewerb
mit dem Teufel sowie sein rasantes Spiel auf die-
sem Instrument verliehen Charlie Daniels den
Spitznamen "Teufelsfiddler". Auf der Bühne ist
es tatsächlich Charlie, der die Fiddle spielt, auch
wenn er sonst eher zur E-Gitarre greift. Für die
Studioaufnahme wurde aber der professionelle
Fiddler Mark O'Connor hinzugezogen.

The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a 
soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cos 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 upon a hickory stump and said: 
"Boy let me tell you what:
"I guess 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 a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the 
devil his due:
"I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos 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, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the 
best that's ever been."

Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cos hells 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 he pulled the bow across his strings and it made an 
evil hiss.
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded some-
thing like this.
When the devil finished, Johnny said: "Well you're pretty 
good ol' son.
"But sit down in that chair, right there, and let me show 
you how its done."

Fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' 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.
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.
"cause I told you once, you son of a gun, I'm the best 
there's ever been."

And he played fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pan, now they're pickin' out dough.
"Granny, will your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."