Killiburn Brae Songtext
von The Dubliners

There was an old man down by Killyburn Brae
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
There was an old man down by Killyburn Brae
Had a course of a wife for the most of his days
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
One day as this man, he walked out on the glen
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
One day as this man, he walked out on the glen
Well he met with the devil, says "How are you then?"
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
The devil, he says "I have come for your wife"
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
The devil, he says "I have come for your wife
For I hear she′s the course and the bane of your life"
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol


Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
So the devil, he hoisted her up on his back
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
The devil, he hoisted her up on his back
And away off to hell with her he did pack
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
And when at last they came to hell's gate
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
When at last they came to hell′s gate
Well she lifted her stick and she battered his face
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
There were two little devils there tied up in chains
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
Two little devils there tied up in chains
Well she lifted her stick and she scattered their brains
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
There were two other devils there roaring like bulls
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
Two other devils there roaring like bulls
Well she lifted her stick and she battered their skulls
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
There were two other devils there playing at ball
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
Two other devils there playing at ball
Well she lifted her stick and she battered them all
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
So the devil, he hoisted her up on his back
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
The devil, he hoisted her up on his back
There were seven years going and nine days going back
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
And when they came back to Killyburn Brae
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
When they came back to Killyburn Brae
Well the devil he came and he shouted "Hurray!"
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
Says he "Me good man, is your wife safe and well?"
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
Says he "Me good man, is your wife safe and well?
For the likes of herself, we would not have in hell"
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day
Which proves that the women are worse than the men
(Rightful, Rightful, Tiddle-ee-ful-ay)
Which proves that the women are worse than the men
When they go down to hell, they are true as they can
With me Rightful A-Dol
Tiddle-ee-ful-ol
Fol-the-dol-dol, the-dol-the-dol-day