‘Ye may say as ye like, ye silly auld man,
There’s a man in oor dochter’s bed.’
11
I dinna ken what’s taen the auld wife’s fit,
But into the creel she flew;
The young clerk[‘s brither] being at the chimney-top,
He found the creel was fu.
12
He’s thrown the rope out-owre his shouther,
And to him he did draw;