Tono: D
Introducción:
Dm
It's been 10 long years since the Devil laid
His fiddle at Johnny's feet
Bb C Dm
The sin of pride, the Devil cried,
Is what will do you in
Bb C Dm
I'm the best there's ever been.
Dm
Johnny didn't you ever know
C
That time keeps marchin' on
Gm
The coldest hour is the one
Dm
That comes just before the dawn
The Devil's back in Georgia
Gm
Will you stand up to the test
A
Or will you let the Devil be the best.
Dm
Sure thing, I haven't played much
Since the baby came in June
Bb C Dm
And I walk upon the land.
Dm
Y'all just better be turning back
If you want this boy to win
Dm
Johnny are you practicing
C
Or will your hands grow cold
Gm
The Devil walks the land
Dm
And plays a fiddle made of gold
Gm
Can you hear the baby cryin', will he ever know
A
That the Devil wants his daddy's very soul.
E
Before we play I wanna thank you
For lettin' God's own word ring through
Bb CE
And I'll whoop your butt again.
E
John Brown screamed the Devils red
Dm
My little baby loves shortening bread
E
The Devil's screams that he can win
Dm
But Johnny is the best there's ever been.