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Charlie Daniels Band - The Devil went down to Georgia
The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind: he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what:
"I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too.
"And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
"Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due:
"I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you."
The boy said: "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin,
"But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the best that's ever been."
Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold.
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul.
The devil opened up his case and he said: "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he resined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across his strings and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
When the devil finished, Johnny said: "Well you're pretty good ol' son.
"But if you'll sit down in that chair, right there, and let me show you how its done."
Fire on the moun, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
He laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said: "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again.
"I told you once, you son of a bitch, I'm the best that's ever been."
And he played fire on the mount, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind: he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what:
"I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too.
"And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
"Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due:
"I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you."
The boy said: "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin,
"But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the best that's ever been."
Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold.
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul.
The devil opened up his case and he said: "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he resined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across his strings and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.
When the devil finished, Johnny said: "Well you're pretty good ol' son.
"But if you'll sit down in that chair, right there, and let me show you how its done."
Fire on the moun, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin, pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
He laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said: "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again.
"I told you once, you son of a bitch, I'm the best that's ever been."
And he played fire on the mount, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pin pickin' out dough.
"Granny, does your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."
Er werd ook niet geschorenquote:Op zondag 28 december 2008 00:28 schreef Wexy het volgende:
hoe belachelijk gay eigenlijk hoe ze er bij liepen
Goed MiMu, very good
Charlie Daniels 
hier was ook eens een reportage van bij de top 2000 a gogo.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Was hij die ultrarechtse rakker?quote:Op zondag 28 december 2008 00:31 schreef Homdeck het volgende:
hier was ook eens een reportage van bij de top 2000 a gogo.
zo'n echte redneck jaquote:
[..]
Was hij die ultrarechtse rakker?
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Waarschijnlijk. Maar wel geniale muziek.quote:Op zondag 28 december 2008 00:32 schreef OutOfThisWorld het volgende:
[..]
Was hij die ultrarechtse rakker?
Madonna - La isla bonita
Como puede ser verdad
Last night I dreamt of san pedro
Just like I'd never gone, I knew the song
A young girl with eyes like the desert
It all seems like yesterday, not far away
Chorus:
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby
I fell in love with San Pedro
Warm wind carried on the sea, he called to me
Te dijo te amo
I prayed that the days would last
They went so fast
(Chorus)
I want to be where the sun warms the sky
When it's time for siesta you can watch them go by
Beautiful faces, no cares in this world
Where a girl loves a boy, and a boy loves a girl
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
It all seems like yesterday, not far away
(Chorus)
Ta-la-ta-ta-taa
(Chorus)
La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
Te dijo te amo
La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
Spoken: El dijo que te ama
Pa-pa-la-pa-pa pa-pa-pa-pahaaa
Aha, aha-ahaaa
La isla bonita
Ahaa, aha-ahaaa...
Como puede ser verdad
Last night I dreamt of san pedro
Just like I'd never gone, I knew the song
A young girl with eyes like the desert
It all seems like yesterday, not far away
Chorus:
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby
I fell in love with San Pedro
Warm wind carried on the sea, he called to me
Te dijo te amo
I prayed that the days would last
They went so fast
(Chorus)
I want to be where the sun warms the sky
When it's time for siesta you can watch them go by
Beautiful faces, no cares in this world
Where a girl loves a boy, and a boy loves a girl
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
It all seems like yesterday, not far away
(Chorus)
Ta-la-ta-ta-taa
(Chorus)
La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
Te dijo te amo
La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
Spoken: El dijo que te ama
Pa-pa-la-pa-pa pa-pa-pa-pahaaa
Aha, aha-ahaaa
La isla bonita
Ahaa, aha-ahaaa...
Aan die typetjes te zien, echt welquote:
Was hij die ultrarechtse rakker?
Madonna nu!
Muziek is prima idd. Laat ie daar dan z'n energie maar in stekenquote:Op zondag 28 december 2008 00:33 schreef Neleos het volgende:
[..]
Waarschijnlijk. Maar wel geniale muziek.
sjow ik ga even roken... ror later
Op dinsdag 22 februari 2022 22:22 pleurde Nizno zoals gewoonlijk een onzinnige tekst op FOK!
Ik krijg hier echt geen verlengd stukje FritsFlits van.quote:Op zondag 28 december 2008 00:34 schreef Neleos het volgende:
Oelala Madonna, geil
"The greatest distance in the universe is that between two minds"
* golfer meldt zich ook weer in het top2000-topic.
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Ik rook gewoon in mijn radio2000-kamer.quote:Op zondag 28 december 2008 00:36 schreef Wexy het volgende:
sjow ik ga even roken... ror later
Easybeats - Friday on my mind
Monday morning feels so bad
Everybody seems to nag me
Come on Tuesday I feel better
Even my old man looks good
Wednesday just won't go
Thursday goes too slow
I've got Friday on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl, she's so pretty
She looks fine tonight
She is outa' sight to me
Tonight, I'll paint it red
Tonight, I'll lose my head
Tonight, I've got to get tonight
Monday I have Friday on my mind
Do the five day drag once more
No one, nothing else that bugs me
Now I'm working for the rich man
But I'll change his tune one day
Tonight I'll get mad
Tomorrow I'll be glad
'Cause I've got Friday on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl she's so pretty
She looks fine tonight
She is outa' sight to me
Tonight, I'll paint it red
Tonight, I'll lose my head
Tonight, I've got to get tonight
Monday I have Friday on my mind
Yeah
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl she's so pretty
Gonna have fun in the city
Gonna have some fun
Be with my girl she's so pretty
Gonna have some fun
Gonna have fun in the city
Gonna have some fun
Be with my girl she's so pretty
In the city tonight
Gonna have fun in the city
Monday morning feels so bad
Everybody seems to nag me
Come on Tuesday I feel better
Even my old man looks good
Wednesday just won't go
Thursday goes too slow
I've got Friday on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl, she's so pretty
She looks fine tonight
She is outa' sight to me
Tonight, I'll paint it red
Tonight, I'll lose my head
Tonight, I've got to get tonight
Monday I have Friday on my mind
Do the five day drag once more
No one, nothing else that bugs me
Now I'm working for the rich man
But I'll change his tune one day
Tonight I'll get mad
Tomorrow I'll be glad
'Cause I've got Friday on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl she's so pretty
She looks fine tonight
She is outa' sight to me
Tonight, I'll paint it red
Tonight, I'll lose my head
Tonight, I've got to get tonight
Monday I have Friday on my mind
Yeah
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl she's so pretty
Gonna have fun in the city
Gonna have some fun
Be with my girl she's so pretty
Gonna have some fun
Gonna have fun in the city
Gonna have some fun
Be with my girl she's so pretty
In the city tonight
Gonna have fun in the city
Haha, nahja, dan zal t wel aan mij liggen.quote:Op zondag 28 december 2008 00:36 schreef FritsFlits het volgende:
[..]
Ik krijg hier echt geen verlengd stukje FritsFlits van.
Leuk nummertje jeugdsentiment.quote:
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
ik heb eens gelezen dat dit nummer in australië bijna altijd bovenaan staat in aller tijden lijstjes, de australische BoRhap
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Ik doe met je mee. Er komen toch wat mindere nummers nu.quote:
There is no love sincerer than the love of food.
En het waren eigenlijk Nederlanders.quote:Op zondag 28 december 2008 00:38 schreef Homdeck het volgende:
ik heb eens gelezen dat dit nummer in australië bijna altijd bovenaan staat in aller tijden lijstjes, de australische BoRhap
There is no greater joy than be taken for an imbecile by an idiot. (Oscar Wilde)
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
Poef.....gone! ©golfer
ik rook in bedquote:Op zondag 28 december 2008 00:37 schreef Neleos het volgende:
[..]
Ik rook gewoon in mijn radio2000-kamer.
goor he 
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Stuk betere keuze dan BhoRap.quote:Op zondag 28 december 2008 00:38 schreef Homdeck het volgende:
ik heb eens gelezen dat dit nummer in australië bijna altijd bovenaan staat in aller tijden lijstjes, de australische BoRhap
