| There was an old man lived foot of the hill
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| If he ain’t moved away, he’s a-livin' there still
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| He hitched up his horse and went out to plow
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| How he got around we never knew how
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| Ol' devil come to him in the field one day
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| Sayin', «One of your family I’m gonna take away»
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| Take her on, take her on with the joy of my heart
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| I hope, by golly, you’ll never part
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| Ol' devil got her all up on his back
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| He looked like a pedlar with a hump on his back
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| Ol' devil got to the forks of the road
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| He said «Old lady, you’re a hell of a load»
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| Ol' devil got to the gates of hell
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| Said, «Punch the fire up, we’ll scorch her well»
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day |
| Out come a little devil a-draggin' a chain
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| She picked up a hatchet and split out his brains
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| Out come a little devil a-skatin' on a wall
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| Said, «Take her back, Daddy, she’s a-murderin' us all»
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| Little devil was a-peepin' out the crack
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| Said, «Take her home, Daddy, don’t you bring her back»
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| The old man was a-peepin' out the crack
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| He seen the old devil come wagonin' her back
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| The old man lay sick in the bed
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| She up with a butter stick and rattled his head
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| The old lady went whistlin' over the hill
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| Said, «The devil won’t have me and I don’t know who will»
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| Now you see what a woman can do
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| She can outdo the devil and the old man too
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day |
| The old lady went whistlin' over the hill
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| Said, «The devil won’t have me and I don’t know who will»
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| The old man was a-peepin' out the crack
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| He seen the old devil come wagonin' her back
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| The old man lay sick in the bed
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| She up with a butter stick and rattled his head
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day
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| Now you see what a woman can do
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| She can outdo the devil and the old man too
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| Singin' fa diddle-a, diddle-a, fa diddle-a, diddle-a day |