This text comes from The Scottish Minstrel (Second Series), a historical songbook transcribed on Wikisource and reproduced from the pinned revision linked below.
My daddie is a cankert carle
He'll no twine wi' his gear;
My minnie she's a scauldin' wife,
Hauds a' the house asteer.
But let them say, or let them do,
It's a' ane to me,
For he's low doun, he's in the broom
That's waiting on me:
Waiting on me, my love,
He's waiting on me:
For he's low doun, he's in the broom,
That's waiting on me.
My auntie Kate sits at her wheel,
And sair she lightlies me;
But weel ken I it's a' envy,
For ne'er a joe has she.
But let them say, &c.
My cousin Bess was sair beguiled
Wi' Johnny o' the Glen;
And aye sinsyne she cries, beware
O' fause deluding men.
But let them say, &c.
Gleed Sandy he cam wast yestreen,
And speer'd when I saw Pate;
And aye sinsyne the neebors round
They jeer me air and late.
But let them say, &c.