The Devil and the Farmer’s Wife Lyrics – Hobart Smith
Singer: Hobart Smith
Title: The Devil and the Farmer’s Wife
There was an old man who owned a large farm
And a-had an old horse that plows his corn
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-a-diddle-a-dee!
He hooked up the sow and the cow to the plow
He tilled the land, the devil knows how
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-a-diddle-a-dee!
The old devil come to the old man one day, says
“One of your family I’ll sure take away”
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-o-diddle-a-dee!
He said to the wife, “I’m sure we are done, ’cause
Devil has come for our oldеst son”
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-oo-diddle-a-dee!
“It’s not your oldеst son I crave, but
Old scoldin’ wife I’ll sure take away”
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-o-diddle-a-dee!
“You can take her away with all my heart
I hope from hell she never does part”
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-a-diddle-a-dee!
He picked her up all on his back, and
All to hell they went a-clickady-clack
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-a-diddle-a-dee!
He set her down at the forks of the road
He said, “Old gal, you’re a terrible load”
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-o-diddle-a-dee!
He took’er on down to old hell’s gate, and
There 〈he made?〉 the old gal walked straight
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-a-diddle-a-dee!
Then two little devils come a-rattlin’ her chain
She off with her slippers and knocked out their brains
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-o-diddle-a-dee!
Then one little devil come a-climbin’ the walls, said
“Take her back, daddy, she’s gon’ burden us all”
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-o-diddle-a-dee!
So ’devil picked her up all on his back, and
Like an old fool he went a-lugin’ her back
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-o-diddle-a-dee!
The old man was layin’ sick in the bed, and
She took the butter stick and paddled his head
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-oo-diddle-a-dee!
The old man was a-layin’, peepin’ through the crack, and
Saw the old devil come a-luggin’ her back
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-o-diddle-a-dee!
He said to the boy, “You’re bound for a curse, she’s
Been to hell–she’s ten times worse”
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-o-diddle-a-dee!
It proves that the women is worse than the men
For they been to hell, come back again
And a fi-, fi-, diddle-a-dee, diddle-a-diddle-a-dee!
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