As I came in by Turra Market
Turra Market for to fee,
I fell in wi' a wealthy farmer,
The barnyards O' Delgaty.
Linten adie toorin adie,
Linten adie toorin ee,
Linten lowrin, lowrin, lowrin
The Barnyards O' Delgaty
He promised me the two best horses
Ever I set my eyes upon;
When I got home to the Barnyards
There was nothing there but skin and bone.
When I go to the church on Sunday,
Many's the bonnie lass I see,
Sitting by her faither's side
And winking ower the pews at me.
Well I can drink and not be drunk
And I can fight and not be slain.
I can lie wi' anothers man's lass
And aye be welcome to my ain.