WHAT can a young lassie, what shall a young lassie,
What can a young lassie, do wi' an auld man?
Bad luck on the pennie, that tempted my Minnie
To sell her puir Jenny for siller an' lan'!
He 's always compleenin frae mornin to e’enin,
He hosts and he hirpls the weary day lang:
He 's doylt and he 's dozin, his blude it is frozen,
O, dreary 's the night wi' a crazy auld man!
He hums and he hankers, he frets and he cankers,
I never can please him, do a' that I can;
He 's peevish, and jealous of a' the young fallows,
O, dool on the day I met wi' an auld man!
My old auntie Katie upon me taks pity,
I'll do my endeavour to follow her plan;
I'll cross him, and wrack him until I heartbreak him,
And then his auld brass will buy me a new pan.------