[Dion]

Sung toThe Devil Went Down to Georgia


The devil went down to Calgary, he was lookin' for a soul to steal
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind
And he was willin' to make a deal

When he came across this young man playing' on the Flames and playin' it hot
And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump
And said, "boy, let me tell you what"

"I guess you didn't know it but I'm a hockey player too
And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you
Now you play a pretty good hockey, boy
But give the devil his due
I'll bet a stick of gold against your soul
'Cause 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, you're gonna regret
'Cause I'm the best there's ever been"

Johnny, tape up your stick and play your game hard
'Cause Hell's broke loose in Calgary, and the devil deals the cards
And if you win, you get this shiny stick made of gold
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul

The devil took out his stick and he said, "I'll start this show"
And pucks flew from his golden stick as he made many a goal
And he pulled the stick across the strings
And it made a 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 sit down on that bench right there
And let me show you how it's done"
"Fire on the ice" run boys, run
The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun
Chicken in a bread pan pickin' out dough
Will the Oilers win a Cup? No, child, no

The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat
And he laid that golden hickey stick on the ground at Johnny's feet
Johnny sang, "Devil, just come on back if you ever wanna try again
I done told you once you son of a bitch, I'm the best that's ever been"

He played "Fire on the Ice" run boys, run
The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun
The chicken in a bread pan pickin' out dough
Will the Oilers win a Cup? No, child, no