Toy Dolls The Devil Went Down to Georgia (Scunthorpe) Lyrics:
The devil went down to Scunthorpe, looking for a
soul to steal In a bind an' way behind he was
willin' to make a deal. He came across this young
man pickin' on a guitar, playing it hot an' An'
the devil jumped on a hickory stump an' said 'I'll
tell ya what' I guess you didn't know it, I'm a
guitar player too, and if you care to take a dare
I make a bet with you. Now you play a real good
guitar boy, but give the devil his due, I'll bet a
guitar of gold against you soul 'cause i think i'm
better then you.

The boy said my name's Johnny, it might be a sin,
i'll take your bet You're gonna regret, I'm the
best I've ever been.

Johnny rosen up your pick an' play your guitar
hard 'cause hell's broke loose in scunthorpe an'
the devil deals the cards. Now if you win you'll
get this shinny guitar made of gold, but if you
loose the devil gets your soul!
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The devil opened up his case and said 'i'll start
this gig' and fire flew from his finger tips as he
rosened up his pick. He strummed the pick across
the strings it made an evil hiss Then a band of
demons joined in and it sounded somthing like this

When the devil finished Johnny said 'You're pretty
good ol' son, but sit down in that chair right
there let me show you how it's done!'

Fire on the mountain run boy's run! Devil's in the
house of the risen sun! Chicken in the bread pan
picken out dough! Granny does your dog bite, no
child, no!

The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd
been beat, and he laid that golden gitar on the
ground at Johnny's 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 i'm the best I've
ever been!'

Fire on the mountain run boy's run! Devil's in the
house of the risen sun! Chicken in the bread pan
picken out dough! Granny does your dog bite, no
child, no!
Lyrics: The Devil Went Down to Georgia (Scunthorpe), Toy
Dolls [end]