The devil went down to Georgia
He was looking for some dope to smoke
He was in a bind cause he wasn't high
And he was achin' to take a toke
When he came across this young man
Smoking on a bowl and getting 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 dope smoker too
And if you'd care to take a dare
I'll make a bet with you
Now you toke a pretty good bowl, boy
But give the devil his due
I bet a bong of hash against your stash
that says I'll get higher than you
The boy said "My name's Johnny
And I may be a dick
But I'll betcha that I can get twice as high
and probably twice as quick

Johnny get the resin from your bowl
And fill that baby up
Cause the narcs broke loose in Georgia
And the devil deals in drugs
And if you win
You get this shiny bong filled with hash
But if you lose, the devil gets your stash

The devil pulled his pipe from his pocket
And he said "I'll start this show"
And fire flew from his disposable bic
As he lighted up his bowl
And he put that stem up to his lips
And he took an evil "whiff"
Then a band of junkies joined in
And it sounded something like this

(coughing, wheezing)

When the devil finished Johnny said
Well you're, pretty good old son
But hand me over that pipe right there
And let me show you how it's done

round and round and smoke that weed
Gotta get fu*#ed up, yes indeed
reachin' in the bag and pickin' out seeds
Gotta get enough to fill my needs

The devil bowed his head
Because he knew that he'd been beat
And he laid that golden bong
On the ground at Johnny's feet
Johnny said "Devil just come on back
If you ever want to get high again
Cause I told you once, you son of bitch
I'm the biggest "head" that's ever been"

(Repeat *)