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 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 that'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?
Truth is I hadn'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 outta Johnny's hand and said
Boy I'm the fiddle player underground but now I walk upon the land
You better just be 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
So you 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 babe a-cryin'?
Will he ever know the Devil wants his daddy's very soul
Before we play
I wanna thank you for letting God's own word ring true
He said you can't be trusted
Yes, so 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 now I'll whip your butt again
John Brown's dream the Devil is red
My little baby loves shortening bread
Devil's dream is that he can win
But Johnny's the best that's ever been
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