An' cheeat our simple Neddy fairly,
Sea sly that day.
Why mud ah nut succeed as weel,
An' get a man full oot genteel,
As awd John Darby's dowghter Nelly;
Ah think mysen as good as she,
She can't mak' cheese or spin like me,
That's mare 'an beauty, let me tell ye,
On onny day.
Then hey! for spoorts an' puppy shows,