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.