If a body meet a body,
Need a body frown?
Ev’ry lassie has her laddie,
Nane they say ha’e I,
Yet all the lads they smile at me
When comin’ thro’ the rye.
Amang the train there is a swain,
I dearly love mysel’,
But what’s his name, or where’s his hame
I dinna choose to tell.