Johnny raise up your bow And play your fiddle hard Cuz hells broke loose in georgia And the devil deals the cards And if you win You'll get this shiny fiddle made of gold But if you lose The devil gets your soul
The devil opened up his case And he said i'll start this show And fire blew from his fingertips As he raised up his bow And he pulled the bow across the strings And it made an evil hiss Then a band of demons joined in And it sounded something like this
When the devil finished Johnny said well your pretty good old son But sit down in that chair right there And let me show you how its done
Fire on the mountain Run boys run The devils in the house of the rising sun Chickens in the bread patch picking outdoors Ready does your dog bite No chow no
The devil bowed his head Cuz he knew that he'd been beat And he laid that golden fiddle On the ground at johnnys feet Johnny said devil just come on back If you ever want to try again I done told you once You son of a bitch Im the best theres ever been He played
Fire on the mountain Run boys run Devils in the house of the rising sun Chickens in the bread patch picking outdoors Ready does your dog bite No chow no
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