The Mowing Devil
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Heave ho, the devil will mow
Your crops to the height of a violin bow
It's the shrill serenade as he oils up the blades
With the blood of the men below

Sleep tight farmer don't you worry
Harvest day will soon be here
Something's burning, someone's laughing
You've been asleep a hundred years





Overall Meaning

The Mowing Devil is a haunting and cautionary tale of the power of superstition and fear. The opening line, "Heave ho, the devil will mow," sets the ominous tone of the song. The devil is personified as a malevolent force of nature, capable of decimating crops and leaving destruction in his wake. The imagery of the devil sharpening his blades with the blood of his victims is chilling and symbolic of the cost of giving in to fear and superstition.


The chorus of the song is both poignant and eerie. The lyric, "It's the shrill serenade as he oils up the blades with the blood of the men below," speaks to the idea that superstition can often lead to violence and harm. The phrase "the blood of the men below" suggests a sacrifice, a toll that must be paid in order to appease the devil.


Throughout the song, we hear the perspective of the farmer who is at the mercy of the devil. The farmer is resigned to his fate, knowing that he cannot control the forces of nature. The final lines of the song, "Something's burning, someone's laughing, you've been asleep a hundred years," suggest a sense of dread and finality. The farmer is left to ponder the consequences of his fear and superstition.


Line by Line Meaning

Heave ho, the devil will mow
The devil is coming to mow your crops, ready yourself for his arrival


Your crops to the height of a violin bow
The devil will mow your crops so low that they will be no better than a violin bow


It's the shrill serenade as he oils up the blades
You will hear the ominous, sharp sound of the blades as they're being sharpened with oil


With the blood of the men below
The blades of the mower are being sharpened with the blood of the men who died working in the fields


Sleep tight farmer don't you worry
Try to sleep, farmer, but don't forget about the devil's impending visit


Harvest day will soon be here
Your crops will be ready for harvest soon, but the devil's visit may delay the process


Something's burning, someone's laughing
Something is indeed burning and someone is enjoying the devil's chaos and destruction


You've been asleep a hundred years
You haven't been aware of what's happening and that the devil has been taking advantage of your slumber




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