There was an old man, and he lived near Hell He had a little farm and upon it did dwell Sing, Hi, arattledingday Oh, the Devil come to him one day at his plow Theres one in your family I have to have now Sing, Hi, arattledingday Oh, its neither your son nor your daughter I crave Its your old scolding wife, and its her I must have Sing, Hi, arattledingday So he hobbest her up, all on his back And like an bold peddler went apackin his pack Sing, Hi, arattledingday As they drew near the high gates of Hell Sang, Rake back the coals, boys, and well roast her well Sing, Hi, arattledingday Oh, two little devils come rattlin their chains She hauled back her cudgel and knocked out their brains Sing, Hi, arattledingday Two more little devils peeped over the wall Said, Take her back Daddy, or shell kill us all Sing, Hi, arattledingday So he hobbest her up all his back And like an bold peddler, went apackin her back Sing, Hi, arattledingday Heres your old scoldin wife, its her I wont have She haint fit for Heaven, she shaint stay in Hell Sing, Hi, arattledingday Oh, its seven years goin, and seven acomin back She called for the baccer she left in the crack Sing, Hi, arattledingday Oh, the women they are so much better than men When they go to Hell, they get sent back again Sing, Hi, arattledingday
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