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Tamie was an honest man,
 * himsell he took a drappie O,

It was nae well out o'er his craig,
 * till she was on his tappie O

She paid him well baith back and fide,
 * and fair she creifh’d his backie O,

She made his skin baith blue and black,
 * and made his shoulders crackle O.

Then he's awa' to the ma't barn,
 * and he has ta’en a sackie O,

He put her in baith head and tail,
 * and cast her o’er his backie O.

The carline spurr'd with head and feet,
 * the carle he was sae akie O,

To ilka wa’ that he came by,
 * he garr’d her head play knackie O.

Goodman, I think ye’ll murder me,
 * my brains ye will out knockie O,

He gi'ed her ay the ither hitch,
 * ly still ye de’il's buckie O.

Goodman, I’m like to mak my burn,
 * O let me out good Tamie O,

Then he set her upon a stane,
 * and bade her pish a damie O.

Then Tamie took her ass the stane,
 * and put her in the sackie O,

And when she did begin to spur,
 * he lent her ay a knockie O.