The Devil Came Back To Georgia

It's been 10 long years since the Devil laid His fiddle at Johnny's feet And it burned inside his mind The way he suffered that defeat It the darkest pits of Hell The Devil hatched an evil plan To tempt the fiddle player For he's just a mortal man The sin of pride, the Devil cried, Is what will do you in I thought we had this settled I'm the best there's ever been. Johnny didn't you ever know That time keeps marchin' on The coldest hour is the one That comes just before the dawn The Devil's back in Georgia Will you stand up to the test Or will you let the Devil be the best. Sure thing, I haven't played much Since the baby came in June But give me half a minute I'll get this fiddle back in tune The Devil grabbed the golden fiddle Out of Johnny's hand and said I'm the fiddle player underground And I walk upon the land. Y'all just better be turning back If you want this boy to win Cause practice is the only cure For the predicament he's in Now, Devil, it would be a sin For you to get my vote So just go on back to Hell And to the woodshed I will go. Johnny are you practicing Or will your hands grow cold The Devil walks the land And plays a fiddle made of gold Can you hear the baby cryin', will he ever know That the Devil wants his daddy's very soul. Before we play I wanna thank you For lettin' God's own word ring through He said you can't be trusted Yeah so what you gonna do Well you get your fiddle Devil If you think that you could win Cause I beat you once you old dog And I'll whoop your butt again. John Brown screamed the Devils red My little baby loves shortening bread The Devil's screams that he can win But Johnny is the best there's ever been. . ?'s [email protected]