O that I had ne’er been married,
I wadnever had naecare,
Now I’ve gottenwife an’ weans,
An’they cry “Crowdie” evermair.
Chorus-Ance crowdie, twice crowdie,
Three times crowdie in a day
Ginye crowdie ony mair,
Ye’ll crowdiea’my meal away.
Waefu’ Want and Hunger fleyme,
Glowrin’ bythe hallanen’;
SairI fechtthem at the door,
Butaye I’m eeriethey come ben.
Ancecrowdie, &c.