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Dm 
It's been 10 long years since the Devil laid  

His fiddle at Johnny's feet 

And it burned inside his mind  

The way he suffered that defeat 

It the darkest pits of Hell 

The Devil hatched an evil plan 

To tempt the fiddle player 

For he's just a mortal man 
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The sin of pride, the Devil cried,  

Is what will do you in 

I thought we had this settled  
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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. 
 

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Dm 
Sure thing, I haven'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  

Out of Johnny's hand and said 

I'm the fiddle player underground  
                         Bb C Dm 
And I walk upon the land. 
 

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Dm 
Y'all just better be turning back 

If you want this boy to win 

Cause practice is the only cure 

For the predicament he's in 

Now, Devil, it would be a sin 

For you to get my vote 

So just go on back to Hell 

And to the woodshed I will go. 
 

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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. 
 

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E 
Before we play I wanna thank you  

For lettin' God's own word ring through 

He said you can't be trusted 

Yeah so what you gonna do 

Well you get your fiddle Devil 

If you think that you could win 

Cause I beat you once you old dog 
                                Bb C E 
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. 
 

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