The Farmer's Curst Wife

There was an old farmer, lived o’er the hill
If he aint moved on, he’s living there still
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The devil came to him one day
Said, one of your kin, I’m gonna take away
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Oh, please don’t take my only son
There’s work on the farm, that’s gotta be done
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But you can have my nagging wife
I swear by god, she’s the curse of my life
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So they marched on down to the gates of hell
He said, kick on the fire, boys, we’ll roast her well
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Out came a little demon with a spit and chain
That she upped with her foot and she knocked out his brain
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Out came a dozen demons then a dozen more
But when she was done they was flat on the floor
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So all those little demons went scrambling up the wall
Saying take her back, daddy, she’ll murder us all
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So the farmer woke up and he looked out the crack
And he saw that devil bringing her back
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Here’s your wife both sound and well
If I kept her any longer she’d’ve tore up hell
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The old man jumped and he bit his tongue
Then he ran for the hills in a flat out run
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He was heard to yell, as he ran o’er the hill
If the devil won’t have her, 'be damned if I will
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