There was a farmer living in town, 
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He had no horse to plow his ground
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He saddled a pig, an old black cow,
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Tore up the ground, the deuce knows how!
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The devil he came to him one day,
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And said, "One of yours must come away."
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Oh surely, it's not my eldest son.
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If 'tis, my God, I am undone.
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Oh no, it's not your eldest son.
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Your scolding wife, she has to come.
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Take her, yes, take her with all my heart
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I hope you devils ne'er will part.
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He took the woman upon his back.
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A pedlar strange, and strange his pack
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And when he came to hell's back door.
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He threw his pack upon the floor.
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A devil came and clanked his chain.
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She kicked him quick, knocked out his brain
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Up came another, behind the wall,
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And cried, "She's out to kill us all!"
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The devil put her upon his back,
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And back to earth carried his pack,
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Now women are much worse than men;
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They go to hell, come back again. 
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