TradOh, my name is Betsy Bell, in the
Gallowgate I dwell
Nae doot you wonder what I'm daein' here
I'm looking for a man, be he old or be he young
And onything in breeks would dae for me
It was on a Tuesday night, I met wi'
Sandy Wright
He asked me tae be his lovin' bride
Well, I didnae let him see I was desperate as
could be
When I asked him to come awa' inside
He jumped at the chance, and we had a
quick romance
I named the happy day there and then
But when I bought the weddin' frock he said,
Lass, it's all a joke
Och, I wonder what's ado wi' a' the men
Noo if there's anybody here would like
a nice wee dear
Although I'm only three score and ten
Be he young, be he old, curley-heided, fringed or
bald
I wonder what's ado wi' a' the men
As sung by Iain MacKintosh