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

Of something that's funny and not very long,

It is of an ExeisemanExciseman [sic], the truth I will tell,

Who thought that one night he was going to hell.

Fal de lal, &e.

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 ExeisemanExciseman [sic] got drunk, the truth I will tell.

He got so intoxieatedintoxicated [sic], he fell to the ground,

And like a fat sow he was foreedforced [sic] to lie down,

Just nigh to a coal pit the Exciseman did lie,

When four or five eollierscolliers [sic] by chance did eomecome [sic] by.

They shouldered him up, and hoised him away,

Like a pedlar's pack without any delay,

Into the bucket they handed him down,

This jolly ExeisemanExciseman [sic] they got under ground.

The Exciseman awakened with terrible fear,

Up started a eolliercollier [sic], says, what brought you here?

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

But I think I am eomecome [sic] to the regions below.