Biography:
Charlie Daniels (born October 28, 1936 in Wilmington, North Carolina) is an American musician famous for his contributions to country and southern rock music. He is known primarily for his Number One country hit "The Devil Went Down to Georgia", and multiple other songs he has performed and written. Daniels has been active as a singer since the early 1950s. He was inducted into the Grand Ole Opry on January 24, 2008.[1]
Daniels is a singer, guitarist, and fiddler, who began writing and performing in the 1950s.
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Other songs:
- A Few More Rednecks
- Behold A Pale Horse
- Birmingham Blues
- Drinkin My Baby Goodbye
- Georgia
- Hallelujah
- High Lonesome
- In America
- Its My Life
- Little Folks
- Lonesome Boy From Dixie
- Long Haired Country Boy
- Me And The Boys
- Mister Dj
- Old Rock N Roller
- Protected By Prayer
- Reflections
- Saddle Tramp
- Simple Mad
- Simple Man
- Sweetwater Texas
- The Devil Went Down To Georgia
- The Devil Whent Down To Georgia
- The Last Fallen Hero
- The Legend Of Wooley Swamp
- The Souths Gonna Do It Again
- Trudy
- Uneasy Rider
- Uneasy Rider 88
- Was It 26
- Wichita Jail
- Willie Jones
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Willie drowned in Whiskey River with Hank Jr's. rowdy friends
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Those rich boys sang Elvira, Ricky played the mandolin
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Them old boys from Alabama put the pedal to the metal and let her roll, roll along
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D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A
Mr. DJ won't you please play me a song
G A
Play it for an old boy who's a long, long way from home
F#m Em
With a 1000 miles ahead and a thousand miles behind
G A
A dollar in his pocket and a woman on his mind
D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A
You can pick out almost anything you choose.
G A
Play Sweet Home Alabama or let Waylon sing the blues
F#m Em
I don't care what kind of music just as long as it sounds tough
G A
But don't play any hurting songs 'cause I feel bad enough
[Chorus]
G A
Now don't get the wrong impression, I ain't meaning to complain
F#m Bm
But it would be Sunday morning and I guess it had to rain
G G/F# Em A D D7
I was doing pretty good 'til I heard that darn old train going thru, who knows where
G A
And I guess the combination's got me feeling kind a low
F#m Bm
And all I got to cheer me up is this all night radio
G G/F# Em A D
Why don't you play us something hot and let this 18 wheeler roll my blues away
[Verse 2]
D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A
Well I called her from a phone booth in St. Paul
G A
When I asked her if she loves me, I got no reply at all
F#m Em
And if that's the way she wants it, that's the way it's gonna be
G A
It might hurt a little while, but that's alright with me
D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A
I been 10 years wondering what went wrong
G A
And then I turned on my radio and I heard a country song
F#m Em
And it kinda keeps me moving just to roll on down the line
G A
But when you played that hurting song I almost started crying
[Chorus 2]
G A
Willie drowned in Whiskey River with Hank Jr's. rowdy friends
F#m Bm
Those rich boys sang Elvira, Ricky played the mandolin
G G/F# Em A D D7
Them old boys from Alabama put the pedal to the metal and let her roll, roll along
G A
Then I started feeling bad when George stopped loving her today
F#m Bm
Why don't you let old Micky Gilley get down on them 88's
G G/F# Em A D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A
Come on and play us something hot and let this 18 wheeler roll my blues away
D D/C# D/B Dadd4/A
Hey Mr. D.J.
Hey Mr. D.J.
Hey Mr. D.J.
Hey Mr. D.J.
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