Johnny played second fiddle to no one, or at least any that played beneath this Sun. He was, they say, the very best - or at any rate, was much better, much better than all the rest. But he came across the Devil in Georgia on the crossroads one day - and this that old and beautiful fiend had to say:
Money's the only answer for the predicament you're in, nobody cares if you are holy or if you were born in sin. Unless you find some silver coins to pay your way, you'll have to wait, who knows how long, at least another day.