Bonny Jocky blithe and gay,
Kiss’d sweet Jenny makin’ hay,
The lassie blush’d and frowning cried,
No no, it will not do, I can not, can not, wonnot, wonnot, monnot buckle too.
Jocky was a wag that never would wed,
Though long he had follow’d the lass,
Contented she earn’d and eat her brown bread,
And merrily turn’d up the grass.
Bonny Jocky blithe and free,
Won her heart right merrily;