o aye y wife she dang

chor—o aye y wife she dang ,

an&039; aft y wife she bang&039;d ,

if ye gie a woan a&039; her will,

gude faith! she&039;ll on o&039;er-gang ye

on peace an&039; rest y d was bent,

and, fool i was! i arried;

but never honest an&039;s tent

sane cursedly iscarried

o aye y wife, c

sairie fort at the st,

when a&039; thir days are done, an,

y pas o&039; hell on earth is past,

i&039; sure o&039; bliss aboon, an,

o aye y wife, c