[Verse 1]
Last May a braw wooer cam down the lang glen
And sair wi' his love he did deave me;
I said there was naething I hated like men:
The deuce gae wi 'm to believe me, believe me
The deuce gae wi 'm to believe me
[Verse 2]
He spak o' the darts in my bonie black een
And vow'd for my love he was diein;
I said he might die when he liked for Jean:
The Lord forgie me for liein, for liein
The Lord forgie me for liein!
[Verse 3]
A weel-stocked mailen, himsel for the laird
And marriage aff-hand, were his proffers:
I never loot on that I ken'd it, or car'd
But thought I might hae waur offers, waur offers
But thought I might hae waur offers
[Verse 4]
But what wad ye think? in a fortnight or less
The deil tak his taste to gae near her!
He up the lang loan to my black cousin Bess
Guess ye how, the jad! I could bear her, could bear her
Guess ye how, the jad! could bear her
Last May a braw wooer cam down the lang glen
And sair wi' his love he did deave me;
I said there was naething I hated like men:
The deuce gae wi 'm to believe me, believe me
The deuce gae wi 'm to believe me
[Verse 2]
He spak o' the darts in my bonie black een
And vow'd for my love he was diein;
I said he might die when he liked for Jean:
The Lord forgie me for liein, for liein
The Lord forgie me for liein!
[Verse 3]
A weel-stocked mailen, himsel for the laird
And marriage aff-hand, were his proffers:
I never loot on that I ken'd it, or car'd
But thought I might hae waur offers, waur offers
But thought I might hae waur offers
[Verse 4]
But what wad ye think? in a fortnight or less
The deil tak his taste to gae near her!
He up the lang loan to my black cousin Bess
Guess ye how, the jad! I could bear her, could bear her
Guess ye how, the jad! could bear her
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