The De'il's Awa Wi' Th' Exciseman 


The deil cam fiddlin thro' the town 

And danced awa wi' th' Exciseman; 

And ilka wife cries, 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 wi' th' Exciseman. 



2. We'll mak our maut and we'll brew our drink, 

We'll laugh, sing and rejoice, man; 

And mony braw thanks to the meikle black deil, 

That danc'd awa wi' th' Exciseman. 

Chorus 



3. There's threesome reels, there's foursome reels, 

There's hornpipes and strathpeys, man, 

But the ae best dance e'er cam to the Land 

Was, the deil's awa wi' th' Exciseman.