"The Devil and Johnny" by Llola Lane (based on the song "Devil Went Down to Georgia" by Charlie Daniels) Johnny stood up on the hickory stump so glad that fiddle was his, he pull the bow across the strings and they made an evil hiss. He played that fiddle long and hard and he felt the evil brew But he didn't care, he kept on playing until the evil grew Fire on the mountain, run boys, run. The devil's in the house of the risin' sun. Chicken in the bread pan, pickin' out dough. "Granny, does your dog bite?" "No, child, no." The Devil's got his mandolin and now that fiddler player too cause Johnny took his dare and now he's a demon too. Devil's in the house of the risin' sun pickin' and a grinnin' and having fun He's got his soul doe see doe and Johnny's now his and not his foe. Together they play their evil sound from high in the heavens to under ground No one escapes the music they play So if the devil comes calling.. best run the other way! And they play fire on the mountain, run boys, run. The devil's in the house of the risin' sun. Chicken in the bread pan, now they're pickin' out dough. "Granny, will your dog bite?" "No, child, no." -------------------- To read the whole story please visit our blog: http://ozlandbard.blogspot.com/2012/11/the-devil-and-mandolin-by-llola-lane.html