The Devil Went Down To Georgia Steve Ouimette

[Instrumental Intro: Steve Ouimette]

[Verse 1: Chris Powers]
The devil went down to Georgia
He was looking for a soul to steal
He was in a bind, 'cause he was way behind
He was willing to make a deal
When he came across that young boy playing
And playing that fiddle hot
And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said
"Boy let me tell you what

I bet you didn't know if 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
'Cause 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, you're gonna regret
'Cause I'm the best there's ever been"

[Chorus 1: Chris Powers]
Johnny you resin up your bow
And play that 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