The Devil Went Down To Georgia Chords by The Charlie Daniels Band
Tempo:
130.8 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
C
D
A
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
[Dm] [G]
[A] [Dm]
[D]
The devil went down to [D] Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind, but he was way behind, he was willing to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sewing on a fiddle and playing it hot, and the devil
jumped up on a hickory stump and said, boy, let [A] me tell you what, I guess you [D] didn't know
it, but I'm a fiddle player too, and if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
Now you [G] play pretty good fiddle, boy, but [B] give the devil his due.
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, because I [A] think I'm better than you.
[D] The boy said, my name's Johnny, and it might be a sin, but I'll take your bet, you're gonna
regret that I'm the best that's ever been.
[Dm] Johnny, rouse up your [C] foe and play your fiddle hard, [Gm] cause hell's broke loose in Georgia
[Dm] and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win, you'll get this [D] shiny fiddle [Gm] made of gold, [A] but if you lose, the devil gets your soul.
[Dm]
[C] [Dm]
[G] [A] [D] The devil opened up his case and he said, I'll start this show, and fire flew from his
fingertips as he roused up his bow, and he pulled the bow across the strings and it made
an evil [E] hiss, and a band of demons [Bbm] joined in and it sounded something like [D] this.
[Dm]
[Em] [Dm]
[Ab] [F] [Am]
[Ab] [F] [D]
[G] [Am]
[G] [F] [A]
[D]
[C] [Dm]
[Am] [D]
When the devil finished, Johnny said, well, you're pretty good, old son, but sit down
in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done.
Fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
[C] The devil's in the house of the rising sun.
[D] Chicken in the bread pan, picking out dough.
[C] Granddaddy dog bite, no child, no.
[Am] [A] [C]
[Dm] [C]
[Dm] [C]
[A]
[Dm]
The devil bowed his head [D] because he knew [D] that he'd been beat, and he laid that golden fiddle
on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny [Gb] 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 that's ever [D] been.
He played fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
[C] The devil's in the house of the rising sun.
[D] Chicken in the bread pan, picking out dough.
[A] [C] Granddaddy dog bite, no child, no.
[Dm] [C]
[Dm] [C]
[Dm] [C]
[Em] [Dm]
[C] [Dm]
[Gm] [Dm]
[N]
[Dm] [G]
[A] [Dm]
[D]
The devil went down to [D] Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind, but he was way behind, he was willing to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sewing on a fiddle and playing it hot, and the devil
jumped up on a hickory stump and said, boy, let [A] me tell you what, I guess you [D] didn't know
it, but I'm a fiddle player too, and if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
Now you [G] play pretty good fiddle, boy, but [B] give the devil his due.
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, because I [A] think I'm better than you.
[D] The boy said, my name's Johnny, and it might be a sin, but I'll take your bet, you're gonna
regret that I'm the best that's ever been.
[Dm] Johnny, rouse up your [C] foe and play your fiddle hard, [Gm] cause hell's broke loose in Georgia
[Dm] and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win, you'll get this [D] shiny fiddle [Gm] made of gold, [A] but if you lose, the devil gets your soul.
[Dm]
[C] [Dm]
[G] [A] [D] The devil opened up his case and he said, I'll start this show, and fire flew from his
fingertips as he roused up his bow, and he pulled the bow across the strings and it made
an evil [E] hiss, and a band of demons [Bbm] joined in and it sounded something like [D] this.
[Dm]
[Em] [Dm]
[Ab] [F] [Am]
[Ab] [F] [D]
[G] [Am]
[G] [F] [A]
[D]
[C] [Dm]
[Am] [D]
When the devil finished, Johnny said, well, you're pretty good, old son, but sit down
in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done.
Fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
[C] The devil's in the house of the rising sun.
[D] Chicken in the bread pan, picking out dough.
[C] Granddaddy dog bite, no child, no.
[Am] [A] [C]
[Dm] [C]
[Dm] [C]
[A]
[Dm]
The devil bowed his head [D] because he knew [D] that he'd been beat, and he laid that golden fiddle
on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny [Gb] 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 that's ever [D] been.
He played fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
[C] The devil's in the house of the rising sun.
[D] Chicken in the bread pan, picking out dough.
[A] [C] Granddaddy dog bite, no child, no.
[Dm] [C]
[Dm] [C]
[Dm] [C]
[Em] [Dm]
[C] [Dm]
[Gm] [Dm]
[N]
Key:
Dm
C
D
A
G
Dm
C
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ The devil went down to [D] Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind, but he was way behind, he was willing to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sewing on a fiddle and playing it hot, and the devil
jumped up on a hickory stump and said, boy, let [A] me tell you what, I guess you [D] didn't know
it, but I'm a fiddle player too, and if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
Now you [G] play pretty good fiddle, boy, but [B] give the devil his due.
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, because I [A] think I'm better than you.
[D] The boy said, my name's Johnny, and it might be a sin, but I'll take your bet, you're gonna
regret that I'm the best that's ever been.
[Dm] Johnny, rouse up your [C] foe and play your fiddle hard, [Gm] cause hell's broke loose in Georgia
[Dm] and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win, you'll get this [D] shiny fiddle [Gm] made of gold, [A] but if you lose, the devil gets your soul.
_ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [G] _ [A] _ _ [D] The devil opened up his case and he said, I'll start this show, and fire flew from his
fingertips as he roused up his bow, and he pulled the bow across the strings and it made
an evil [E] hiss, and a band of demons [Bbm] joined in and it sounded something like [D] this. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ When the devil finished, Johnny said, well, you're pretty good, old son, but sit down
in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done.
Fire on the mountain, run boys, run. _
_ [C] The devil's in the house of the rising sun. _
_ _ [D] Chicken in the bread pan, picking out dough. _
_ _ [C] Granddaddy dog bite, no child, no. _
[Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The devil bowed his head [D] because he knew [D] that he'd been beat, and he laid that golden fiddle
on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny [Gb] 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 that's ever [D] been.
He played fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
_ _ [C] The devil's in the house of the rising sun.
_ _ [D] Chicken in the bread pan, picking out dough.
_ _ [A] [C] Granddaddy dog bite, no child, no.
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Em] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ The devil went down to [D] Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind, but he was way behind, he was willing to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sewing on a fiddle and playing it hot, and the devil
jumped up on a hickory stump and said, boy, let [A] me tell you what, I guess you [D] didn't know
it, but I'm a fiddle player too, and if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
Now you [G] play pretty good fiddle, boy, but [B] give the devil his due.
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, because I [A] think I'm better than you.
[D] The boy said, my name's Johnny, and it might be a sin, but I'll take your bet, you're gonna
regret that I'm the best that's ever been.
[Dm] Johnny, rouse up your [C] foe and play your fiddle hard, [Gm] cause hell's broke loose in Georgia
[Dm] and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win, you'll get this [D] shiny fiddle [Gm] made of gold, [A] but if you lose, the devil gets your soul.
_ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [G] _ [A] _ _ [D] The devil opened up his case and he said, I'll start this show, and fire flew from his
fingertips as he roused up his bow, and he pulled the bow across the strings and it made
an evil [E] hiss, and a band of demons [Bbm] joined in and it sounded something like [D] this. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[Ab] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ When the devil finished, Johnny said, well, you're pretty good, old son, but sit down
in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done.
Fire on the mountain, run boys, run. _
_ [C] The devil's in the house of the rising sun. _
_ _ [D] Chicken in the bread pan, picking out dough. _
_ _ [C] Granddaddy dog bite, no child, no. _
[Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The devil bowed his head [D] because he knew [D] that he'd been beat, and he laid that golden fiddle
on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny [Gb] 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 that's ever [D] been.
He played fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
_ _ [C] The devil's in the house of the rising sun.
_ _ [D] Chicken in the bread pan, picking out dough.
_ _ [A] [C] Granddaddy dog bite, no child, no.
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Em] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _