Lyrics:

Yonder come the devil with his pitchfork and shovel
He was digging up potatoes on the turnpike road
The road it was so hard and he couldn't get 'em up
And away ran the devil with his tail cocked up

Dee dai diddle dai, etc., etc.

Yonder come the devil with his pitchfork and shovel
He was digging up potatoes on the turnpike road
The road it was so hard, he couldn't get 'em up
And away ran the devil with his tail cocked up

Dee dai diddle dai, etc., etc.

Who's that a-climbing up my old apple tree?
Bridget, my darling, I'm longing to see
I'm not stealing apples, oh, I can explain
The wind bloweth high and knocked 'em down
So I'm putting 'em back again