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Devil Went Down to Georgia
作词:John Thomas Jr. Crain, Charlie Daniels, Willian Joel Digregorio, Fred Leroy Edwards, Charles Fred Hayward, James Wainwrigh Marshall
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 whatâ€
‽I guess you didn't know it, boy I'm a fiddle player too And if you'd care to take a dare Well, I'll make a bet with youâ€
‽Now you play pretty good fiddle, boy But give the Devil his due I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'Cause I think I'm better than youâ€
The boy said, ‽My name's Johnny And it just might be a sin But I'll take this bet, you're gonna regret I'm the best that's ever beenâ€
Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard Hell broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals his cards And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold And if you lose, the Devil gets your soul
The devil opened up his case And he said, ‽I'll start this show†更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 And fire flew from his fingertips As he rosined up his bow
When he pulled the bow across the strings And it made an evil hiss And a band of demons joined in And it sounded somethin' like this, here we go
When the Devil finished Johnny said, ‽Well, you're pretty good, old son But sit down in that chair right there And let me show you how it's doneâ€
Fire on the mountain, run, boys, run The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no
Well, 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, come on back If you ever want to try again Well, I told you once, you son of a gun I'm the best that's ever beenâ€
Fire on the mountain, run, boys, run The Devil's in the House of the Rising Sun Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no
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