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Lyrics by Scott Doonican
Music by Charlie Daniels, Tom Crain, Taz DiGregorio, Fred Edwards, Charles Hayward, James W. Marshall
The Devil went darn to Barnsley Tarn
He war lookin' for a soul to steal.
He war in a bind 'cos he war way behind
And he war willin' to mek a deal
When he came across this young ’un
Laikin’ on t’fiddle and playin’ shit ‘ot.
Well the Devil jumped up like a big daft lump, he said,
"Ey up, I’ll tell thee what.
I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player, too.
And if you'd care, to tek a dare, I'll mek a bet with you.
Now, you play pretty good fiddle, lad, but I’m gunna mek thee see.
I'll bet a fiddle of gold against yer soul,
‘Coz I think I'm better than thee."
The lad said, "My name's Björn, and it might be a sin.
But I'll take your bet, you big red get
'Coz I'm t’best that's ever bin!"
Björn you better get yer bow and play your fiddle hard,
'Coz hell's brok loose in Barnsley Tarn and t’Devil deals the cards.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle med of gold.
But if you lose, the Devil gets yer soul.
The Devil got his fiddle and he said, "Reight, off we go!"
And fire flew from his fingertips and he put on quite a show
And then he brought in Graham from Saxon, and Eliza Carthy as well
These strangers in’t night, they din’t sound shite
No, they rocked like bloody hell!
When the Devil finished, Björn just said, "Thar pretty good, t’old lad,
But sit darn ovver theer for a bit and I’ll mek thee look reight bad.”
A Doonican frum Sweden livin’ in t‘Tarn
I’ll show you what’s t’crack, I’m t’best ararnd
T’Devil’s goin’ darn ‘coz he’s Number 1
Playing them hits with The Bar-Steward Sons
The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he’d bin beat.
And he laid that golden fiddle on’t ground at Björn’s feet.
Björn said, "Devil, just come on back if thy ivver wants to try ageeain.
'Cos I told you once, you big daft chuff, I'm t’best that’s ever bin!"
A Doonican frum Sweden livin’ in t‘Tarn
I’ll show you what’s t’crack, I’m t’best ararnd
T’Devil’s goin’ darn ‘coz he’s Number 1
Playing them hits with The Bar-Steward Sons
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Written by Geezer Butler, Tony Iommi, Ozzy Osbourne & Bill Ward
Some people say my love cannot be true
please believe me, my love, and I'll show you
I will give you those things you thought unreal
The sun, the moon, the stars all bear my seal
Follow me now and you will not regret
leaving the life you led before we met
You are the first to have this love of mine
forever with me 'till the end of time
Your love for me has just got to be real
before you know the way I'm going to feel
I'm going to feel
I'm going to feel
Now I have you with me, under my power
Our love grows stronger now with every hour
Look into my eyes, you'll see who I am
my name is Lucifer, please take my hand
Follow me now and you will not regret
leaving the life you led before we met
You are the first to have this love of mine
forever with me 'till the end of time
Your love for me has just got to be real
before you know the way I'm going to feel
I'm going to feel
I'm going to feel
Now I have you with me, under my power
Our love grows stronger now with every hour
Look into my eyes, you'll see who I am
my name is Lucifer, please take my hand
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Written by Andrew James Cairns, Martin McCarrick, Neil Cooper & Michael McKeegan
Wanna spend my whole life drunk
Never wanna give a fuck
Wanna walk through gates of Heaven
Backstage pass in hand
St. Peter, park my car
There's angels on my mind
Fix me up some manna
Where do you keep the wine?
Put Venom on the jukebox
Postcards to hell
Hey Satan, you rock
Get me Mary, she's a fox
Postcards to hell
Hey Satan, you rock
Hey Satan, you rock
Wanna spend my whole life drunk
Never wanna give a fuck
Wanna walk through gates of Heaven
Backstage pass in hand
St. Peter, park my car
There's angels on my mind
Fix me up some manna
Where do you keep the wine?
Stick Venom on the jukebox
Postcards to hell
Hey Satan, you rock
Get me Mary, she's a fox
Postcards to hell
Hey Satan, you rock
Hey Satan, you rock
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