The Devil Went Down to Georgia (the Country)

[Verse 1] The devil went down to Georgia, yeah he took the wrong flight, Meant to land in Dixie, 'neath the southern moonlight, But found himself in Tbilisi, where the grapevines grow, Among mountaintops and valleys where the rivers flow. [Verse 2] He was lookin' for a soul to steal, just couldn't make his way, Through the ancient words and customs and the street café, He stumbled into legends of a land so old, Where stories and traditions are stronger than gold. [Chorus] Oh, it's not the Georgia that you might know, Where peaches and magnolias in the warm wind blow, It's the Georgia with the Khachapuri and the wine so sweet, In the shadow of the Caucasus, where old worlds meet. [Verse 3] He met a man named Zura strumming on a guitar, Played a tune so haunting, you could hear it from afar, The devil tried to challenge him, but nobody would pay, They all danced in together in the Georgian way. [Verse 4] With the polyphonic voices rising to the sky, He felt his cold heart soften and he didn't know why, For a moment he considered just a quiet life, By the Rioni River, far from earthly strife. [Chorus] Oh, it's not the Georgia that you might know, Where peaches and magnolias in the warm wind blow, It's the Georgia with the Khachapuri and the wine so sweet, In the shadow of the Caucasus, where old worlds meet.