The Devil went down to Georgia

the devil is dealin’

and he holds the cards

are you sure you want to sit in at this table pard

what game will you play

your soul is at stake

its his game

will you take the bait

you can not beat him

he’s a cheat liar and snake

most choose the broad way at quite the cost

playing a game they cannot win

dead men walking they’ve already lost

prop them up once again

there is no escape

you’ve sealed your fate

just look down under

at what it’s become mate

with destiny you have a date

in hell there are no friends

only judgment to await

you love a lie more than the truth

by the way how well do you play the fiddle

show me the proof

the devil will order a few rounds

to medicate the blow

in the end you always reap just what you sow

johnnie told it in a story

played it in a song

and he’s never been known to be wrong

chicken in a bread basket pickin’ out dough

granny does your dog bite

no child no

thanx charlie