Bruce's Address (chapbook)/The Deil Cam Fiddling

by Robert Burns

For other versions of this poem, see The Deil's awa wi' the Exciseman.

The Deil cam fidd ling, &c.

The de'il cam fidd'ling thro' the town,
 An' danc'd awa wi' the exciseman;
An' ilka auld wife cried, 'Au'd Maboun,
 "We wish you luck o' the prize man.

"We'll mak our maut, an' brew our drink,
 "We'll dance and sing an' rejoice man,
"And mony thanks to the murkle black de'il,
 "That danc'd awa wi the excisemen.

"There's threesome reels, an' foursome reel's,
 "There's hornpipes an' strathspeys man;
"But the ae best dance e'er cam to the lan',
 "Was the deil's awa wi' the exciseman."