| Lyric | Answer | # of Words |
| The devil went down to Georgia | |
| He was in a bind | |
| And he was willin' to make a deal | |
| Sawin' on a fiddle | |
| And the devil jumped up on | |
| And said boy | |
| I guess you didn't know it but | |
| And if you care to take a dare | |
| Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy | |
| I'll bet a fiddle of gold | |
| 'Cause I think I'm | |
| The boy said my name's | |
| And it might be a sin | |
| And you're gonna regret 'cause | |
| Johnny rosin up your bow and | |
| 'Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia | |
| And if you win you get this | |
| But if you lose | |
| The devil opened up his case | |