The Deil's Awa wi' the Exciseman
Words by Robert Burns
TTTO The Hemp Dressers


The deil cam fiddling through the toon
And danced awa wi' the exciseman.
And ilka wife cried, "Auld ma houn,
Ah wish you luck o yer prize man."

	Chorus:
	The deil's awa, the deil's awa, the deil's awa wi' the exciseman.
	He's danced awa, he's danced awa, he's danced awa wi' the exciseman.

We'll brew our malt, we'll drink oor ale,
We'll laugh, sing, and rejoice man.
And gie a toast to tae the muckle black deil
That danced awa wi' the exciseman.

Chorus

There's threesome reels, foursome reels,
Hornpipes and srathspeys, man.
But the ae best dance e'er come tae oor land
Was the Deil's awa wi' the exciseman.

Chorus