| The devil went down to Scunthorpe, looking for a soul to steal
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| In a bind an' way behind he was willin' to make a deal
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| When he came across this young man pickin' on a guitar, playing it hot
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| An'
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| An' the devil jumped on a hickory stump an' said 'I'll tell ya what'
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| I guess you didn’t know it, I’m a guitar player too
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| And if you care to take a dare I’ll make a bet with you
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| Now you play a real good guitar boy, but give the devil his due
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| I’ll bet a guitar of gold to get your soul 'cause i think i’m better
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| Than you
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| The boy said my name’s Johnny, it might be a sin, i’ll take your bet
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| You’re gonna regret, I’m the best I’ve ever been
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| Johnny risen up your pick an' play your guitar hard
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| 'cause hell’s broke loose in Scunthorpe an' the devil deals the cards
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| Now if you win you’ll get this shinny guitar made of gold
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| But if you loose the devil gets your soul!
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| GUITAR BIT
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| The devil opened up his case and said 'i'll start this gig'
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| And fire flew from his finger tips as he risened up his pick
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| He strummed the pick across the strings it made an evil hiss
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| Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded somthing like this
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| GUITAR BIT
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| When the devil finished Johnny said 'You're pretty good ol' son
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| But sit down in that chair right there let me show you how it’s done!'
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| Fire on the mountain run boy’s run!
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| Devil’s in the house of the risen sun!
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| Chicken in the bread pan picken out dough!
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| Ready says you don’t fight, no child, no!
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| Let’s go!
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| GUITAR BIT
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| The devil bowed his head because he knew that he’d been beat
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| And he laid that golden guitar on the ground at Johnny’s feet
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| Johnny said 'devil come on back if you ever want to try again
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| And I told you once you son of a bitch i’m the best I’ve ever been!'
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| CHORUS…(guitar bit) |