That mine wi’ love did dazzle;
When thy heart’s sad can mine be leet!
Come, ho’way get a jill o’ beer,
Thy heart to cheer:
An’ when thou sees me mairch away,
Whiles in, whiles out
O’ step, nae doot,
“Bob Cranky’s gane—” thou’lt sobbing say,
“A sougering to Newcassel!”
Come, dinna, dinna whinge and whipe,