Justin,

Here are the words I think you are looking for. I have taken them from my copy of Alan Reids book (Martyrs, Rogues & Worthies).

Alan Reids note says "The Devil's Courtship finds him (the devil) in a familiar role of enticer... and in 'The Devil Uisge Beatha' old nick takes on the form of whiskey. The Gaelic phrase 'uisge beatha' literally means 'water of life' and was Anglicised to become the word "whisky".

Regards,
Marion

THE DEVIL UISGE BEATHA
Words by Alan Reid

1. He watches for the gauger man that prowls the countryside,
   He hides his liquid treasure then waits for night and rides
   Ower the Torrance burn tae Glesca where there's plenty that
                                                    will buy her
   She's that sweet forbidden devil uige beatha

2. A band o' wild marauders in the colours o' Colquhoun
   Were camped among the Campsie moors above the Lennoxtoon
   The folk below were soon tae know they were clan Gregor men
   When they came sweepin' doon the Campsie Glen

3. They scattered a' before them a' the weemin and the bairns
   They chased the fermin' workers and the fermers' fae their hames
   They gathered up the cattle and they camped aside the hill
   And there they fun' the hidden whisky still

Ch: Whiskey is a deevil jaud that burns the brains o' man
    He'll dance or stagger sing or fight
    He'll argue black and blue is white
    The fermer's wife the weeda and the weary workin' man
    They fill the air wi' curses on that devil uisge beatha

4. The Campsie men assembled then tae see what could be done
   But shepherd lads and cottars cannae match a hielan' band
   They cursed the thievin' reivers and their heathen hielan cries
   As they drank their fill aneath the evenin' skies

Ch: Whiskey is a deevil jaud that burns the brains o' man
    He'll dance or stagger sing or fight
    He'll argue black and blue is white
    The fermer's wife the weeda and the weary workin' man
    They fill the air wi' curses on that devil uisge beatha

5. Whisky is a devil jaud that burns the brains o' man
   For in the night the hielan' men fell drunk upon the grun
   The Campsie men crept up to them and slew them as they lay
   And a' was back in order by the day

6. There's stills above the Clachan there's stills aroon the fells
   There's stills aroon the countryside nae gauger man can smell
   But the one that snared the Gregor was mair valuable than ten
   Tae the hones fermers o' the Campsie Glen

Ch: Whiskey is a deevil jaud that burns the brains o' man
    He'll dance or stagger sing or fight
    He'll argue black and blue is white
    The fermer's wife the weeda and the weary workin' man
    They fill the air wi' blessins' on that devil uisge beatha

The melody of verses 4 & 5 are the same as verse 1 and verse 6 is the same as 3.