The original version of The Devil Went Down to Georgia was about Chef Gordon Ramsay™
The devil went down to London
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 upon this young man
Sautée'n at the stove and doing it hot
And the devil jumped
Up on a prep table
And said, “boy, let me tell you what
I guess you didn’t know it
But I’m a sauteer too
And if you’d care to take a dare, I’ll make a bet with you
Now you Sauté a pretty good pan, boy
But give the devil his due
I’ll bet a grill of gold
Against your soul
‘Cause I think I’m better than you.”
The boy said, “my name’s Ramsay
And it might be a sin
But I’ll take your bet
And you’re gonna regret
‘Cause I’m the best there’s ever been.”
Ramsay, oil up your pan and sauté your vegetables hard
'Cause hell’s broke loose in London, and the devil deals the cards
And if you win, you get this shiny grill 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 oiled up his pan
Then he fired up the stove
And it made an evil hiss
And a brigade of demons joined in
And it sounded something like this
When the devil finished
Ramsay said, “well, you’re pretty good, old son
But sit down in that chair right there
And let me show you how it’s done.”
He fried Shrimp on the Mountain run boys, run
The devil’s in the House of the Rising Sun
Chicken in a bread pan pickin’ out dough
Granny, does your dog bite? No child, no
The devil bowed his head
Because he knew that he’d been beat
And he laid that golden grill
On the ground at Ramsay’s feet
Ramsay said, “Devil, just come on back
If you ever want to try again
I done told you once you son of a bitch
I’m the best that’s ever been.”
He fried Shrimp on the Mountain run boys, run
The devil’s in the House of the Rising Sun
Chicken in a bread pan pickin’ out dough
Granny, does your dog bite? No child, no
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