Johnny Cash - The Devil Came Back To Georgia Chords

"Johnny Cash  - The Devil Came Back To Georgia 
*Most credit to theLeper for some of the chord progression...

Dm C Dm C Bb A G F E Dm Bb C Dm

Dm
It's been 10 long years since the Devil laid 
His fiddle at Johnny's feet
And it burned inside his mind 
The way he suffered that defeat
It the darkest pits of Hell
The Devil hatched an evil plan
To tempt the fiddle player
For he's just a mortal man
    Bb  C  Dm
The sin of pride, the Devil cried, 
Is what will do you in
I thought we had this settled 
                               Bb C Dm
I'm the best there's ever been.

Dm
Johnny didn't you ever know
     C
That time keeps marchin’ on
    Gm
The coldest hour is the one
     Dm
That comes just before the dawn
The Devil's back in Georgia
        Gm
Will you stand up to the test
   A
Or will you let the Devil be the best.

Dm C Dm C Bb A G F E Dm Bb C Dm

Dm
Sure thing, I haven't played much
Since the baby came in June
But give me half a minute
I'll get this fiddle back in tune
The Devil grabbed the golden fiddle 
Out of Johnny's hand and said
I'm the fiddle player underground 
                         Bb C Dm
And I walk upon the land.

Dm F E Dm Dm F E Dm Bb A G F E Dm Bb C Dm

Dm
Y'all just better be turning back
If you want this boy to win
Cause practice is the only cure
For the predicament he's in
Now, Devil, it would be a sin
For you to get my vote
So just go on back to Hell
And to the woodshed I will go.

Dm C Dm C

Dm
Johnny are you practicing
   C
Or will your hands grow cold
    Gm
The Devil walks the land
            Dm
And plays a fiddle made of gold
                              Gm
Can you hear the baby cryin’, will he ever know
         A
That the Devil wants his daddy's very soul.

Dm C Dm C E Dm E Dm E Dm B Bb C E

E
Before we play I wanna thank you 
For lettin’ God’s own word ring through
He said you can't be trusted
Yeah so what you gonna do
Well you get your fiddle Devil
If you think that you could win
Cause I beat you once you old dog
                                Bb C E
And I'll whoop your butt again.
     E
John Brown screamed the Devils red
   Dm
My little baby loves shortening bread
    E
The Devil’s screams that he can win
    Dm
But Johnny is the best there's ever been.

E Dm E Dm E Dm B E Dm E Dm E Dm  

E Dm C B, E Dm C B, E Dm C B, E Dm C B

E Dm C B A G A B C Dm E.

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