"The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind: he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what:
"I bet you 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 play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due:
"I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you."
The boy said: "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin,
"But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the best that's ever been."
Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold.
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul.
The devil opened up his case and he said: "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he resined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across his strings and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
When the devil finished, Johnny said: "Well you're pretty good ol' son.
"But if you'll sit down in that chair, right there, and let me show you how its done."
Fire on the moun, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
He laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said: "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again.
"I told you once, you son of a b***h, I'm the best that's ever been."
And he played fire on the mount, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no
dude so thats how is going to be put me in last!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!am goin to put u in the last an i have 100 and something friends am going to put u in last......
FOURTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL NAMED RUTH WAS SITTING AT HOME EATING TACOS WHILE BABYSITTING HER BROTHER WHILE HER PARENTS WERE OUT GETTING DRUNK.ITS 9:00 SO SHE PUTS HER BROTHER TO BED AND HE FALLS ASLEEP IMMEDIATELY.SHE WATCHES TV AND AT 1:27am THE PHONE RINGS.SHE PICKS IT UP AND A VOICE THAT SOUNDS ERIE.HE SAYS SOMETHING IN A FOREIGN LANGUAGE THAT SHE CANNOT UNDERSTAND SO SHE JUST HANGS UP.AND LATER ON AT ABOUT 3:13 THE PHONE RINGS AGAIN.THE SAME VOICE COMES ON THE PHONE HE SAYS CHECK YOUR BROTHERS ROOM!! AND SHE SAYS WHO ARE YOU AND WHATS YOU PROBLEM??THEN SHE HANGS UP.SHE GETS SCARED AND GOES AND CHECKS HIS ROOM JUST IN CASE.SHE OPENS THE DOOR AND SHE SEES HER BROTHER HANGING FROM THE CLOSET DEAD!!!SHE CALLS THE POLICE AND THEY COME RIGHT OVER.THEY DO THE WHOLE INSPECTION THING AND SHE GOES TO COURT AND THE JUDGE FINDS HER GUILTY OF FIRST DEGREE MURDER OF HER BROTHER PELSWICK OSWALD THE THIRD.SHE WAS SENTENCED TO LIFE IN PRISON.THIS IS NO JOKE ITS A TRUE STORY OF A DEAR FAMILY IN FORK CITY, UTAH.SHE HAUNTS THOSE WHO DO NOT RE-TELL HER SYORY AS SHE THINKS THAT ITS THEM WHO MURDERED HER DEAR BROTHER.IF YOU DO NOT SEND THIS TO 15 PEOPLE IN THE NEXT 313 MINUTES SHE WILL APPEAR AT YOUR BEDSIDE AT 3:13 AND TORCHER AND HANG YOU JUST AS IT WAS DONE TO HER BROTHER.I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A JOKE ITS REAL AND THERE ARE CONSEQUENCES FOR DISBELIEF IN THE DEATH OF PELSWICK OSWALD THE THIRD........START SENDING NOW BEFORE ITS TOO LATE
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"The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind: he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what:
"I bet you 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 play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due:
"I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you."
The boy said: "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin,
"But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the best that's ever been."
Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold.
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul.
The devil opened up his case and he said: "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he resined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across his strings and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
When the devil finished, Johnny said: "Well you're pretty good ol' son.
"But if you'll sit down in that chair, right there, and let me show you how its done."
Fire on the moun, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
He laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said: "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again.
"I told you once, you son of a b***h, I'm the best that's ever been."
And he played fire on the mount, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no