ChorusO aye my wife she dang me,
An aft my wife she bangd me,
If ye gie a woman a her will,
Gude faith! shell soon oer-gang ye.
ON peace an rest my mind was bent,
And, fool I was! I married;
But never honest mans intent
Sane cursedly miscarried.
O aye my wife, &c.
Some sairie comfort at the last,
When a thir days are done, man,
My pains o hell on earth is past,
Im sure o bliss aboon, man,
O aye my wife, &c.
