And leave the carle thy father,
Ye'll hae my breeks to keep in trim,
Myself and a together."
The lassie smiled and shook her head,
Says she, "Your offers clever;
I think I'll gang awa' wi' yan,
Well baith gae on the back o't.
For gin I wait my father's time
I'll wait till I bin fifty;
So I think I'll tak ye at your word,