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I know that young folks like to hear & new song,

Of something that's funny and not very long,

It is of an Exciseman, the truth I will tell,

Who thought that one night he was going to hell.

Fal de lal, &c.

One night he went out to look for his prey,

He did meet with some smugglers as I heard them say,

In tasting the liquors they were going to sell,

The Exciseman got drunk, the truth I will tell.

He got so intoxicated, he fell to the ground,

And like a fat sow he was forced to lie down,

Just nigh to a coal pit the Exciseman did lie,

When four or five colliers by chance did come by.

They shouldered him up, and hoised him away,

Like a pedlar's pack without any dclaydelay [sic],

Into the bucket they handed him down,

This jolly Exciseman they got under ground.

The Exciseman awakened with terrible fear,

Up started a collier, says, what brought you here?

Indeed, Mr. Devil, I don't very well know,

But I think I am come to the regions below.