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Hazel Whyte
| Diel's Awa' Wi' Th' Exciseman |
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| Scottish Songs and Celtic Ballads |
| Modern and Traditional Folk Music |
| The Deil's Awa' Wi' Th' Exciseman The Deil cam fiddlin' through the toun And danced awa' wi' th' exciseman, And ilka wife cried, 'Auld Mahoun, I wish you luck o' the prize, man.' Chorus The Deil's awa,' the Deil's awa', The Deil's awa' wi' th' exciseman. He's danced awa', he's danced awa', He's danced awa' wl' th' exciseman. We'll mak oor maut and we'll brew our drink. We'll laugh, sing and rejoice, man, And mony braw thanks to the muckle black Deil That danced awa' wi' th' exciseman. Chorus There's threesome reels; there's foursome reels There's hornpipes and strathspeys, man, But the ae best dance that cam o'er our land Was 'The Deil's Awa' Wi' Th' Exciseman'. Chorus |
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