Lyrics:

Twit me, I am thy tyke;
Meekness for thee aught
Yerk me to weal daut'
Sweven nor Muse
Wad taw me to this ruddy hue -
Wark aptly my drear
'Hesting dirdum:
Heyday! - a swingeing shrew
Skelp me - gar me pain
Pray soft; tender ache
Yerk me to weal daut'
Sweven nor Muse
Wad taw me to this ruddy hue -
Wark aptly my drear
'Hesting dirdum:
Heyday! - a swingeing shrew