I take no credit for the original lyrics to "The Devil Went Down to Georgia."
The Devil Went Down to Redwall
The Devil rode down to Redwall, he was lookin' for a soul to steal. He'd been on the dusty road so long the dirt had clogged his wheels. When he came across a young mouse wavin' a sword 'round a grassy spot. And the Devil jumped up on a severed stump and said, "Mouse, let me tell you what. I guess you didn't know it but I'm a dandy swordsman too. And if you'd care to take a dare, I'd like to fight with you. Now, you wave a pretty good blade, my friend, but give the devil his due. I'll bet your abbey's health against your soul 'cause I think I'm better than you."
The mouse said, "My name's Martin, and you 'aint seen nothin' yet. I'm the best swordbeast that ever lived, you got yourself a bet."
Martin sharpen up your sword, make sure it's really keen. 'Cause Hell's broke loose in Redwall, it's the worst you've ever seen. And if you win, the abbey's safe for you to have and hold. But if you don't, the Devil gets your soul.
The Devil drew a glowing blade and said, "let's start the show." And fire flew from the steely edge as he tried a swinging blow. As the warrior parried, then a thrust, the Devil gave a hiss. The crowd of goodbeasts gave a moan as the hero's onslaught missed. The foe sprang back and Martin said, "Devil, that was quite a show. But you see, I'm not left-handed, I just thought you ought'a know."
Fire in the courtyard, run boys run! They're kickin' up dust in the summer sun! Defences and lunges, comin' at you! Granny do they fight good? Yes, they do.
The Devil dropped his guard because he knew that he was beat. He lay his sword upon the ground at the gloating mouse's feet. Martin said, "Devil, just come on back if you ever want to take a swing. I told you once, you son of a gun, in these woods I am the king!"