[Instrumental]
G C G D C G
[Chorus]
G C G
Do you really wanna go to heaven when we get this rapture started?
D C G
Do you wanna go to hell, children, with Adeem the Artist?
G
Gonna dance around on the fiery ground
G7
Devil gonna fiddle out a bluegrass sound
C D C
A ruckus that'd made Charlie Daniels proud
G D G
They play country songs in heaven, but in hell, we play ’em loud
[Verse 1]
G B7 Em C
Well, I met the devil at the crossroads and I asked if we could make a deal
G Em Am D
He seemed puzzled, so I told him the story, and he said, "None of that shit's real"
G G7 C A
It's true I met Robert Johnson, he showed me how the blues could work
G Em Am D G
But white men would rather give the devil praise than acknowledge a black man’s worth
[Chorus]
G C G
Do you really wanna go to heaven when we get this rapture started?
D C G
Do you wanna go to hell, children, with Adeem the Artist?
G
Gonna dance around on the fiery ground
G7
Devil gonna fiddle out a bluegrass sound
C D C
A ruckus that'd made Charlie Daniels proud
G D G
They play country songs in heaven, but in hell, we play ’em loud
[Verse 2]
G B7 Em C
He said, "I give you only freedom and ask you use it well"
G Em A7 D
Love ain't just a feeling, it's a god dang magic spell
G G7 C A7
So we sat down in the darkness and played some songs together
G Em Am D G
But, ah, he wouldn't make no deal with me and that's why I'm not better
[Chorus]
G C G
Do you really wanna go to heaven when we get this rapture started?
D C G
Do you wanna go to hell, children, with Adeem the Artist?
G
Gonna dance around on the fiery ground
G7
Devil gonna fiddle out a bluegrass sound
C D C
A ruckus that'd made Charlie Daniels proud
G D G
They play country songs in heaven, but in hell, we play ’em loud
[Chorus]
G C G
Do you really wanna go to heaven when we get this rapture started?
D C G
Do you wanna go to hell, children, with Adeem the Artist?
G
Gonna dance around on the fiery ground
G7
Devil gonna fiddle out a bluegrass sound
C D C
A ruckus that'd made Charlie Daniels proud
G D G
They play country songs in heaven, but in hell, we play ’em loud
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