The Devil Down In Georgia
I’d like to meet that devil down in Georgia
‘cause I met one from California
and we sure as hell don’t talk anymore
He had eyes as dark as sin
and the most contagious little grin
but I bet his mama don’t know where he’s been
So I’ll be the one to say
run, boy, run
and don’t you dare come back again
No, child, no
That’s devil’s got a hold
and you deserve a house where the sun don’t set
‘cause the devil down in georgia might hold on a little longer
and not lie about who is in his bed
He’ll play his fiddle
and we’ll laugh and sing a little
about how he’s the best that’s ever been
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