Killiburn Brae

There was an old man down by Killiburn Brae

Riteful, riteful, titty folday

There was an old man down by Killiburn Brae

Had a curse of a wife with him most of his days

With me foldoraol dol, titty fol ol

Foldol dol dolda dolder olday

One day as this man he walked out in the glen

Riteful, riteful, titty folday

One day as this man, he walked out in the glen

Well, he met with the divil, says, "How are ye then?"

The divil he says, "I have come for your wife"

Riteful, riteful, titty folday

The divil he says, "I have come for your wife"

I hear she's the curse and the bane of your life

So the divil he hoisted her up on his back

Riteful, riteful, titty folday

So the divil he hoisted her up on his back

And away off to hell, with her he did pack

And when at last they came to hell's gates

Riteful, riteful, titty folday

And when at last they came to hell's gates

Well she lifted her stick and she battered his face

There were two little divils there tied up in chains

Riteful, riteful, titty folday

There were two little divils there tied up in chains

Well she lifted her stick and she scattered their brains

There were two other divils there playing at ball

Riteful, riteful, titty folday

There were two other divils there playing at ball

She lifted her stick and she battered them all

So the divil he hoisted her up on his back

Riteful, riteful, titty folday

So the divil he hoisted her up on his back

They were seven years coming and days going back

Says he, me good man, here's your wife safe and well

Riteful, riteful, titty folday

Says he, me good man, here's your wife safe and well

For the likes of herself we would not have in hell

Which proves that the women are worse than the men

Riteful, riteful, titty folday

Which proves that the women are worse than the men

When they go down to hell they are thrown out again