(Trad)
Oh there is an auld wifie at the top o' yon hill
The green leaves sae green o
And she keeps her hoosie whaur ye get yer fill
And ye ken pretty weel what I mean o
She keeps her hoose o' the braw guid ale
The green leaves sae green o
And a bonnie serving lassie fir tae carry it ben
And ye ken pretty weel what I mean o
A sodger laddie gae'd there ae nicht
And he's ca'd fir a beaker o' her braw guid ale
He's ca'd fir a beaker, an' ca'd fir anither
An' the lassie an' the sodger they got bedded doon taegither
Noo she's put her hand oot ower his wyme (3)
Sayin', What is that like the dreg harra tyne (1)
It is my steggie that I ride on
An' my wallet fir keeping a' my confidences in
Oh he's put his hand oot ower her wyme (3)
Sayin', What is that like the birse on a swine (2)
It is my wellie that I draw frae
Ye can water yer steggie in it if ye may
What if my steggie it should fall in
You can aye grab a hand o' the breadth roond the brim
He's put in his steggie sae plump and fat
And he's pu'd it oot again like a half-drooned rat
(as sung by Rod Paterson)
steggie - stallion;
wyme - wame - belly ( see 2013 below)