The deil cam fiddlin thro' the town, And danc'd 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 danc'd awa he 's danc'd awa He 's danc'd awa wi' the' Exciseman. 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) There 's threesome reels, there 's foursome reels, There 's hornpipes and strathspeys, man, But the ae best dance e'er cam to the Land Was, the deil 's awa wi' th' Exciseman. (Chorus)
- by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "The deil's awa wi' the Exciseman" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Adolf Wilhelm Ernst von Winterfeld (1824 - 1888) ; composed by Siegmund von Hausegger.
- Also set in Hungarian (Magyar), a translation by János Arany (1817 - 1882) , "Az ördög elvitte a fináncot" ; composed by György Ligeti.
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