Tammy tod ahin the dyke
Did ye steal Dan Wabster’s bike?
Faither says that we maun watch
Ye, ye tarry fingered vratch

In the hen hoose on the lea
Are twa hens, far there war three
Wi a dyeukie in yer mou
I saw ye creepin ben the dyew

I ken ye canna help bit reive
Bit its agin man’s law tae thieve
Tammy Tod, foo wad ye wyle
The days awa, stappt in the jyle?