511. Song—O aye my wife she dang me

 Chorus—O aye my wife she dang me,
 An’ aft my wife she bang’d me,
If ye gie a woman a’ her will,
 Gude faith! she’ll soon o’er-gang ye.


ON peace an’ rest my mind was bent,
 And, fool I was! I married;
But never honest man’s intent
 Sane cursedly miscarried.
 O aye my wife, &c.


Some sairie comfort at the last,
 When a’ thir days are done, man,
My pains o’ hell on earth is past,
 I’m sure o’ bliss aboon, man,
 O aye my wife, &c.

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