The devil went down to Scunthorpe

Looking for a soul to steal

In a bind and way behind

He was willin' to make a deal

When he came across this young man

Pickin' on a guitar, playing it hot

And the devil jumped on a hickory stump

And said I'll tell ya what



I guess you didn't know it, I'm a guitar player too

And if you care to take a dare

I'll make a bet with you

Now you play a real good guitar boy

But give the devil his due

I'll bet a guitar of gold to get your soul

'Cause I think I'm better than you



The boy said my name's Johnny, it might be a sin

I'll take your bet, you're gonna regret

I'm the best that's ever been



Johnny resin up your pick and play your guitar hard

'Cause hell is here in Scunthorpe

And the devil deals the cards

Now if you win you'll get this shinny guitar made of gold

But if you loose the devil gets your soul



The devil opened up his case and said I'll start this gig

And fire flew from his finger tips as he resined up his pick

He strummed the pick across the strings

It made an evil hiss

Then a band of demons joined in

And it sounded something like this



When the devil finished

Johnny said you're pretty good ol' son

But sit down in that chair right there

Let me show you how it's done



Fire on the mountain run boys run

Devil's in the house of the risin' sun

Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough

Ready says you don't fight, no child, no

Let's go



The devil bowed his head

Because he knew that he'd been beat

He laid that golden guitar on the ground at Johnny's feet

Johnny said Devil come on back

If you ever