The Devil Called Down To Georgia
The Devil called down to Georgia
He was lookin’ for some votes 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 SOS
Sawin’ on a fiddle and playin’ it hot
And the Devil jumped on a conference call
And said, “Boy, let me tell you what”
“I guess you didn’t know it, but I’m a Republican too
And if you’d care to take a dare, I’ll make a bet with you
Now you play a pretty good vote, boy, but give the Devil his due
I’ll bet a medal of gold against your soul
Cause I’m better at math than you”
The boy said, “My name’s Raffensperger”
But I’ll take your bet, you’re gonna regret
’Cause I’ve got the data on my screen.’
Brad, boot up your PC and hit that calculator hard
’Cause Hell’s broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards
And if you win, you get a medal of honor 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 pointed high and low
As he pulled in Mark and Cleta, the phone gave an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in, and it sounded somethin’ like this
(Fiddle solo in dark, minor key)
When the Devil finished Raffensperger said,
“Well, you’re pretty good ol’ son
But sit down in that chair right there
And let me show you how it’s done”
“Fulton County’s counted”, run, boys, run
The Devil’s in the house of the risin’ sun
Dominion’s machines readouts say it ain’t so
Did you win this state bigly? No, child, no
(Amazing fiddle solo)
The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he’d been beat
And he hung up the phone with a shake of his head and blasted out a tweet
Raffensperger said, “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
Refrain:
“Fulton County’s counted”, run, boys, run
The Devil’s in the house of the risin’ sun
Dominion’s machines read outs say it ain’t so
Did you win this state bigly? No, child, no