Mary Gamal, the Vicar of Kirk Whelpington’s Daughter,
is gone off with Nichol Clark, his Servant Man.
It happen’d at good Christmas tide,
When we play’d at the cards;
That some of us were gentlemen,
And other some were lairds.
While deals were dealt, cards were cut,
And merry we were a’,
And some were waggish, well I wot,
Till in came Charlie Shaw:
And cried, Ye birds of Whelpington,