Ma poor au’d Deeas’! afoor Ah dig thi greeave,
Thi weel-worn shoon Ah will foor keepseeaks seeave;
Thi hide, poor lass! Ah’ll ’ev it tann’d wi care,
‘T’ll mak a cover ti mah au’d airm-cheer,
An’ pairt an appron foor mah weyfe ti weear
When cardin’ woul ur weshin’ t’ parlour fleear.
Deep i’ t’ cau’d yeth Ah will thi carcase pleeace,
‘At thi poor beeans maay lig an’ rist i’ peeace;
Deep i’ t’ cau’d yeth, ’at t’ dogs mayn’t scrat tha oot,
An’ rahve thi flesh an’ trail thi beeans aboot.