"The Devil And The Farmer - v3" गीत

There was an old farmer lived under a hill,
Oh Daddy be gay.
There was an old farmer lived under a hill,
If he ain't moved away then he's living there still.
Daddy be gay and eat candy.

One day the old devil he come to his plough,
He says, "One of your family I have to have now."

The old man cries out, "Then surely I'm done
For the devil has come for my eldest son."

"It's not your son or your daughter I crave,
But your old scolding wife that I must take away."

"Then take her off with all of my heart
And I hope from hell she never will part."

So the devil he hoisted her up on his back,
And like an old pedlar went packing his sack.

He set her down at the forks of the road,
And he says, "Old woman, you're a hell of a load."

He carried her off to the gates of hell,
He says, "Stoke up the coals, we'll roast her well."

Two little devils come rattling their chains,
She off with her slipper and out with their brains.

One little devil peeped over the wall
Says, "Take her back daddy, she'll murder us all."

The old man was peeking out of the crack,
When he seen the old devil awagging her back.

The old woman went whistling over the hill
"If the devil won't have me I wonder who will!"

This proves that the women are better than men,
They can go down to hell and come straight back again.