I bought a wife in Edinburgh
For ae baw-bee
I got a farthing back again
To buy tobacco wi’
And wi’ you, and wi’ you
And wi’ you, Johnnie lad
I’ll drink the buckles o’ my sheen
Wi’ you my Johnnie lad
Samson was a michty man
And focht wi’ cuddie’s jaws;
And focht a score o’ battles
Wearing crimson flannel drawers
And wi’ you, and wi’ you
And wi’ you, Johnnie lad
I’ll drink the buckles o’ my sheen
Wi’ you my Johnnie lad
There was a man in Nineveh
And he was wondrous wise;
He lowped into a hawthorn hedge
And scratched oot baith his eyes
And wi’ you, and wi’ you
And wi’ you, Johnnie lad
I’ll drink the buckles o’ my sheen
Wi’ you my Johnnie lad
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