Title: Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics - Gelding the Devil

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Gelding the Devil 
A baker in the town o' Ayr, Fal la leary, 
Went out to hold his weekly fair, Fal la leary, 
His bread to sell, his flour to buy, Fal la leary, 
He met the devil by the way, Fal la leary. 
O baker, baker, what means that? Fal la &c, 
What makes your grey horse sae fat? Fal la &c, 
Says he, I'll tell you what it means, Fal la &c, 
Yestreen frae him I took the stanes Fal la &c. 
If this be true ye tell to me, Fal la &c, 
Ye'll lay me down, and sae geld me, Fal la &c, 
The baker lighted frae his horse, Fal la &c, 
Gelding the Devil 
[castrated]
It was to geld this wicked corse, [Dick: corpse] Fal la &c. 
The knife was sharp an' it gaed in, Fal la &c, 
And took frae him baith cod an' stane, Fal la &c, 
Now sin' that ye have gelded me, Fal la &c, 
This day one month? Ye'll gelded be. Fal la &c. 
But that day-month his wife araise Fal la &c, 
An' she put on the baker's claes, Fal la &c, 
An' she is to the town o' Ayr, Fal la &c, 
For to hold her weekly fair. Fal la &c. 
Her bread to sell, her flour to buy, Fal la &c, She met the devil by the way, Fal la &c, O baker, baker, what means that? Fal la &c, O what makes your black face sae fat? Fal la &c, 
Says she, I'll tell you what it means, Fal la &c, Frae mysell I took the stanes, Fal la &c, Gin that be true that ye tell me, Fal la &c, Had up your doup that I may see. [Bottom, Arse] Fal la &c. 
She quickly lighted frae her horse, Fal la &c, And she held up her naked arse, Fal la &c, Then Nichhie said, I hae nae doubt, Fal la &c, But ye are gelded out an' out. Fal la &c. 
Her horse she mounted wi' a start, Fal la &c, An' fley'd the devil wi' a fart. [Affrightened -Herd] Fal la &c, Then he cried out, O fye for fye, Fal la &c, Another hole broke out forbye. Fal la &c, 
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