The Devil Went Down to Jamaica Karaoke - Travis Meyer

This title is a cover of The Devil Went Down to Jamaica as made famous by Travis Meyer

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

In the same key as the original: Dm


Release date: 1979
Genres: Country, Comedy, In English
Original songwriters: Tom Crain, Charlie Daniels, Taz Di Gregorio, Fred Laroy Edwards, Charlie Hayward, James Marshall

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Lyrics The Devil Went Down to Jamaica

The devil went to Jamaica
He was lookin' to sell some weed
He was doin' fine
They were standin' in line
It was excellent weed indeed
When he came across this young man who was likewise peddlin' pot
And the devil slid down the beach to the kid and said
Boy let me tell you what
I guess you kinda figured
I'm a reefer head of course
And after all this time I guess that I'm a connoisseur of sorts
Now your stuff smells okay but this can tranquilize a horse
I bet a million in cash against your stash 'cos
I think mine's better than yours
The boy said my name's Johnny and you ain't smoked nothin' yet
One hit of this grass'll kick your ass
You got yourself a bet
Johnny roll a ball of hash and make sure it's the bomb
'Cos the devil's got the kinda stuff they smoke in Vietnam
You'll get a million smackaroos in cash if you can cope
But if you can't the devil gets your dope
The devil packed a bong with a little Acapulco gold
And resin flew from his fingertips as he fired up his bowl
He filled that chamber all the way and he took a mighty hit
And as they passed it back and forth it gave them both a coughin' fit
Cough cough cough
Cough cough
Cough cough cough
Cough cough cough cough
Cough cough
Cough cough
Cough cough cough cough
Man cough
When the bowl was finished
Johnny said
Hey man that stuff was great
But fill your lungs with some of this and prepare to vegetate
Cannabis, sativa
Sweet Mary Jane
The devil's in the backyard fryin' his brain
Zig zag filled with the diggidy dank
Hold on tight
It'll hit you like a tank
The devil nodded off because he knew that he was stoned
And he asked if he could buy an ounce of the stuff that Johnny owned
Johnny said
Devil just come on back if you ever wanna catch a buzz
I done told you once you son of a bitch mine's the best there ever was
And they
Fired up doobies one by one
Ain't gonna stop 'till the bag is done
Green as a bull frog
Sticky as glue
Granny do you get high
Yes I do

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