Ah ah, ah ah

One fine pleasant evening last summer
I was strolling through Carhirciveen
When a couple of playbos a standing
Before me I happened to see.
Now to know what these fellows were up to
A trifle I hastened me walk
Pretty soon did I learn their their profession
When I got within line of their talk

Ah ah, ah ah

Well on of these lads was the devil
The other was bailiff McGlynn
And sure one was as nice as the other
For yjey both were as ugly as sin.
Says the ould lad,
Ye know I'm the devil and you are a bailiff I see
It's the devil himself says the bailiff
Oh well that bates the devil says he

Ah ah, ah ah

Then a young lad ran out of the cottage
And off with him over the fields.
May the devil take you says his mother
As she rattled a stone off his heels.
Ah sure why don't you take the young rascal,
Your Highness, the Bailiff he cried.
Ah! t'was not from the heart that the wish came
The devil he smiling replied

Ah ah, ah ah

The the young man came back and espied them
And into his mother he fled
Shouting, Oh, mother dear it's the bailiff,
And she clasped her two hands and she said
Mat the devil take that ugly bailiff
Says the devil, be that that I'll do.
It was straight from her heart the wish it came,
So Bailiff McGlynn I'll take you

Ah ah

And he did.

