Luyện nghe bài hát The Devil Went Down to Gorgia

The went down to Georgia
He was looking for a to steal
And he was in a
'Coe he was way
And was willin' to make a
When he upon a boy playing on a fiddle
playin' it hot
And the devil up on a hickory stump and said,
"Boy let me tell you

I bet you didn't know it but I'm a fiddle too,
And if you to take a dare
I'll make a bet you
Now you a pretty good fiddle boy
But give the his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold against soul
'Cos I think I'm better you."

The boy said, "My Johnny
And it be a sin
But I'll take bet, your gonna regret
'Cos I'm the best that's been."

Johnny rosin up your bow and play fiddle hard
'Cos hell's broke in Georgia
And the devil the cards
And if you win you get shiny fiddle made of gold
But if you the devil gets your soul.

The devil up his case and he said,
"Well I I'll start this show."
And fire flew his fingertips
As he up his bow
And he pulled the bow across the
And it made an hiss
Then a band of demons in
And it sounded just like

When the devil Johnny said,
"Well you're pretty ol' son!
But sit in that chair right there
And let me show you how done!"

Fire on the mountain, run run
Devil's in the house of the sun
in the breadpan, picking out dough
Granny does dog bite?
No, child, no

The bowed his head
Because he that he'd been beat,
And he laid that golden
On the at Johnny's feet
Johnny said, "Devil, come on back
If you ever try again.
I done you once,
You son-of-a-bitch,
I'm the best ever been!"

He
Fire on the mountain, run run
in the house of the rising sun
Chickens in the breadpan, out dough
Granny your dog bite?
No, child, no