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Rh John Prott an's man Doon the gate they ran, They bocht, they saul', The money they doon taul', Till they came till a groat." (Mrs. Nicol, Tyrie.)

John Prott an's man Doon the gate they cam', They bocht, they saul', Mony a penny doon taul', Till they cam' till a groat."(Mrs. Walker, Aberdeen.)

John Prott an's man Doon the gate they cam', They bocht, they saul', Doon the money they taul', Till they cam' till a plack. 'Steek ye yir nivv on that.'" (Strichen.)

John Prott an his man Tae the market they ran, They bocht, they saul', A' the money doon taul', Till they cam' till a plack. 'Steek ye yir nivv on that.'"(Pitsligo.)

John Prott an's man T' the market they ran, They bocht, they saul', Mony a penny doon taul', Till 't cam' till a plack. John Prott said till's man, 'Steek ye yir nivv upon that.'" (Pitsligo.)

John Prott an's man T' the market they ran, They bocht, they saul', They got money untaul'. 'Gehn ye be an honest man, Content yirsel wi' that,' says John." (Buckie.)

John Prott an his man Doon the gate they cam', They bocht, they saul', Paid the money doon taul'. 'Gehn ye be an honest man, Haud faht I pit in your han'.'"