Karaoké 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 that'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?

Truth is I hadn'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 outta Johnny's hand and said

Boy I'm the fiddle player underground but now I walk upon the land

You better just be 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

So you go on back to Hell and to the woodshed I will go

Johnny are you practicing or will your hands grow cold?

The Devil walks the land and plays a fiddle made of gold

Can you hear the babe a-cryin'?

Will he ever know the Devil wants his daddy's very soul

Before we play

I wanna thank you for letting God's own word ring true

He said you can't be trusted

Yes, so 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 now I'll whip your butt again

John Brown's dream the Devil is red

My little baby loves shortening bread

Devil's dream is that he can win

But Johnny's the best that's ever been