Nickelback, Dave Martone - The Devil Went Down to Georgia lyrics

The Devil went down to Georgia
He was lookin' for a soul to steal
He was in a bind the way behind
And willing to make a deal
When he came across this young man pickin'
A guitar and playin' it hot
The Devil jumped up on a
Hickory stump and said, "Boy
Let me tell you what"
"I guess you didn't know it
But I'm a guitar player, too
And if you'd care to take this dare
I'll make a bet with you
Now you a pretty damn good strummer, boy
But give the Devil his due
I'll bet a guitar of gold against your
Soul that says I'm better than you"
But the boy said, "My name's Johnny
And it might be a sin
But I'll take your bet you're gonna regret
I'm the best there's ever been"

The Devil opened up his case and he said
"I'll start this show"
And fire flew from his fingertips as
He tuned his axe down low
And he pulled that pick across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
Then a band of demons all joined in
And it sounded just like this

When the Devil finished, Johnny said
"Well, you're pretty good, old son
Well sit your old ass in
That chair right there
Let me show you how the fuck it's done"

The Devil bowed his head because he
Knew that he'd been beat
And he laid that gold guitar down
On the ground at Johnny's feet
But Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back
If you ever wanna try again
I done told you once, you son of a bitch
I'm the best that's ever been"