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I think the song your after starts

There was on old farmer in Sussex did dwell
Rifle, rifle, fol y de dar,
And he'd a bad wife, as many do tell,
With a fol de rol diddle ay day.

The Devil came up to him at at his gate,
Rifle, rifle, fol y de dar,
I've not come for you, I've come for your mate
With a fol de rol diddle ay day.

I can't find it in the index, though that may be me rather than the index, and yes, basically she cayses so much hell in hell, the Devil sends here back !

Any catters recognize and identify ?

Gareth