Marty Stuart, Johnny Cash, Mark O’Connor, Travis Tritt - The Devil Comes Back to Georgia lyrics

It's been ten long years since the devil
Laid his fiddle at Johnny's feet

And it burned inside his mind the
Way he suffered that defeat
In the darkest pit's 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 did you ever know that
Time keeps marching on
The coldest hour is the one
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?
"In truth I haven't played much since
The baby came in June
But give me half a minute an' I'll
Get this fiddle back in tune"

The devil grabbed the golden fiddle out
Of Johnny's hand and said
"Though I'm the fiddle
Player underground and
I walk upon the land"

"Y'all just better be just turnin' back if
You want this boy to win
'Cos practice is the only cure
For the predicament he's in"

"Now devil it would be a sin
For you to get my bow
You go on back to hell and to
The wood shed I will go"

Johnny are you practising or will
Your hands grow cold?
The devil walks the land and plays
A fiddle made of gold
Can you hear the babe a crying
Will he ever know
The devil wants his daddy's very soul?

"Before we play I want to thank you
For letting God's own Word ring true
He said you can't be trusted" "Yes
But what you gonna do?"
"Well you get your fiddle devil if
You think that you can win
'Cos I beat you once you old dog
And I can whip your butt again"

John Brown's green, the devil is red
Mama's little baby loves shortnin' bread
The devil's dream is that he can win
But Johnny is the best that's ever been