The Devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind: he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what: 
"I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too. 
"And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
"Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due
"I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos 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, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the best that's ever been."

Johnny you rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and the devil deals the cards.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle 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 rosined up his bow. 
And he pulled the bow across his strings and it made an evil hiss. 
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded somethin’ like this.
When the Devil finished, Johnny said: "Well you're pretty good ol' son.
"But sit down in that chair, right there, and let me show you how its done." 

Fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
The Devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the 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.
He laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said: "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again.
"I told you once, you son of a gun, I'm the best that's ever been."

And he played fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
The Devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pan, now they're pickin' out dough.
"Granny, will your dog bite?"
"No, child, no."


13..The Devil Went Down To Georgia (©Charlie Daniels)

With his left hand deep in the rhythmic throes of a back alley barrelhouse, his right hand raucously locked in a juke joint battle royale’ with howling harp, ivory banger, clav organist  & lap steel slideman D.J. Frost continues to explore new songwriting ground in the Rock, Blues, Boogie & Country genres on his debut Nashville album, Dirty Boogie Blues Babylon.  

After 5 previous albums & 3 tours of the U.S. & Japan, the 2 time San Diego Music Award winner could no longer ignore the call of southern soil & musical heroes; continuously absorbing & in turn creating his own recipe of the spicy gumbo that has inspired & heavily influenced him from day one, Blues Music.

The journey from Minnesota to SoCal to Dixieland however was anything but a straight shot.  After being laid off from his day job, D.J. took the savings he had, bought & customized a pull behind camper & hit the American highway.  With his baby grand piano on board, he set out to see the country, fulfill a lifelong dream to road trip the US while shooting a musician’s documentary along the way.  23 states, 10,000+ miles, 6 regions & hundreds of unique road adventures later, he found his feet firmly planted in the southern soil of Nashville, TN with a slew of new songs & life experiences to ring in the hard won end to a major life-shift (not to mention  one hell of a road trip). 

With the help of old friend, long-time Nashvillian & engineer/producer, multi- instrumentalist Jason Hoffman (Gwen Sebastian), D.J. has put together a solid offering of story driven originals, foot-stompin’ blues rock & audience pumping sing-alongs.  All the while shining an honest musical light on gritty, bittersweet life lessons that emanate forth like the hard livin’ spirits of Delta Bluesmen & Honky Tonk Highwaymen from his handmade baby grand piano, Maybelline.           


13..The Devil Went Down To Georgia (©Charlie Daniels)

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