Luyện nghe bài hát The Devil Went Down To Georgia

The Devil went to Georgia
He was for a soul to steal
He was in a the way behind

And willing to make a

When he came across this man
Pickin' a and playin' it hot
The Devil up on a hickory stump
And said, boy, let me you what

I guess you didn't it
But I'm a player, too
And if you'd care to this dare
make a bet with you

Now you a pretty good strummer
Boy, but the Devil his due
bet a guitar of gold against your soul
Who says I'm than you

But the boy
My Johnny, and it might be a sin
But I'll your bet
You're gonna regret, I'm the there's ever been

The Devil opened up his
And he said, I'll start this
And flew from his fingertips
As he tuned his axe low

And he pulled pick
Across the and it made an evil hiss
Then a of demons all joined in
And it sounded like this

When the Devil finished, Johnny but
pretty good, old son
Well sit your old ass in chair right
There, let me show you how the fuck it's

The Devil his head
Because he knew that he'd beat
And he laid gold guitar down
On the at Johnny's feet

And Johnny said, Devil, just come on
If you ever try again
I done you once
You son of a bitch, I'm the that's ever been