Come cowe me Minne come cowe me
Come cowe me Minne come cowe me
The hair o´ my arse´s grown intae me bum
& they canna figure oot wha´ te´ do wi´ me

When Mary came over the border
When Mary came over the border
Her eith twas approaching the cunt
Of a hurchin´
Her arse was in sic a disorder

And oh what a jewell was Mary
And oh what a jewell was Mary
Her face was fine, her bosom devine
& her puss was theekit with glory