The Devil Comes Back to Georgia (Album Version)

The Devil Comes Back To Georgia - Mark O'Connor

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 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 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 but 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