Luyện nghe bài hát The Devil Went Down To Georgia (Scunthorpe)

The devil went down to Georgia, for a soul to steal
In a bind an' way behind he was to make a deal.
He came across this man pickin' on a fiddle, playing it hot an'
An' the devil jumped on a hickory an' said 'I'll tell ya what'
I guess you know it, I'm a fiddle player too,
and if you to take a dare I make a bet with you.
Now you play a good fiddle boy, but give the devil his due,
I'll bet a guitar of gold against you soul 'cause i think i'm then you.

The boy said my name's Johnny, it might be a sin, take your bet
gonna regret, I'm the best I've ever been.

Johnny rosen up your an' play your guitar hard
hell's broke loose in Georgia an' the devil deals the cards.
Now if you win you'll get this guitar made of gold,
but if you loose the devil gets soul!

The devil opened up his and said 'i'll start this gig'
and fire from his finger tips as he rosened up his pick.
He strummed the pick across the it made an evil hiss
Then a of demons joined in and it sounded somthing like this

When the devil finished Johnny said 'You're pretty ol' son,
but sit down in that right there let me show you how it's done!'

Fire on the mountain run run!
Devil's in the of the risen sun!
Chicken in the bread pan out dough!
Granny does dog bite, no child, no!

The bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat,
and he laid that golden on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny 'devil just come on back if you ever want to try again,
I done you once you son of a bitch i'm the best I've ever been!'

Fire on the mountain run run!
Devil's in the of the risen sun!
Chicken in the bread pan out dough!
does your dog bite, no child, no!