Luyện nghe bài hát The Devil Went Down To Georgia

The went down to Georgia
He was for a soul to steal
He was in a 'cause he was way behind
And he was willin' to make a

When he came across young man
Sawing on a fiddle and it hot
And the jumped up on a hickory stump
And said, "Boy let me tell ya

I you didn't know it
But I'm a player too
And if you'd care to take a
make a bet with you

Now you pretty good fiddle boy
But the devil his due
I'll bet a of gold against your soul
'Cause I I'm better than you"

The boy said, "My Johnny, and it might be a sin
"But I'll take bet
gonna regret
'Cause I'm the best ever been"

rosin up your bow
And play your fiddle
'Cause hell's broke loose in
And the deals the cards

And if you win get
This shiney made of gold
But if you lose the
your soul

The devil opened up his
And he "I'll start this show"
And fire flew his finger tips
As he up his bow

And he pulled the bow the strings
And it made an hiss
Then a of demons joined in
And it sounded something like

When the devil finished said
"Well, pretty good ol' son
But set right in that right there
And let me show you how done"

Fire on the mountain, run run
in the house of the rising sun
The in the bread pan peckin' out dough
does your dog bite, no child, no

The devil his head
he knew that he'd been beat
And he laid that fiddle
On the ground at feet

Johnny said, "Devil come on back
If you want to try again
"I told you once you son of a gun
I'm the there's ever been
And he

Fire on the mountain, run run
Devil's in the house of the sun
The in the bread pan peckin' out dough
Granny your dog bite, no child, no