Willem Verkaik - The deil's awa' wi' th' exciseman - ноты, текст песни (слова)

The deil cam' fiddelin' into the toon 
 and danced awa' wi' th'excise man, 
 and ilka wife cried Old Mahoun 
 I wish you luck o' the prize man, 
 the deil's awa' wi' th'ex cise man, 
 he's danced awa' wi' th'excise man.
 
 We'll make our maut we'll brew our drink 
 we'll dance and sing and rejoice man, 
 and many braw thanks to the muckle black deil 
 that's danced awa' wi' th'excise man, 
 the deil's awa'...
 
 There's threesome reels there's foursome reels, 
 there's hornpipes and strathspeys man, 
 but the ae best dance ever came to the land 
 was the deil's awa'...