The Poetical Works of Robert Burns/The De'il's awa wi' the Exciseman
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THE DE'IL'S AWA WI' THE EXCISEMAN.
The De'il cam fiddling thro' the town,And danc'd awa wi' the Exciseman;And ilka wife cry'd 'Auld Mahoun,We wish you luck o' your prize, man.
'We'll mak our maut, and brew our drink,We'll dance, and sing, and rejoice, man;And monie thanks to the muckle black De'ilThat danc'd awa wi' the Exciseman.
'There's threesome reels, and foursome reels,There's hornpipes and strathspeys, man;But the ae best dance e'er cam to our lan',Was the De'il's awa' wi' the Exciseman.We'll mak our maut,' &c.