My Bonnie Mary (1815-1825)/Tho' Women's Minds
tho' women's minds, &c.
Tho’ women's minds like winter winds,
May shift and turn and a' that,
The noblest breast adores them maist,
A consequence I draw that.
For a‘ that and a' that,
And twice as meikle’s a‘ that,
The bonny lass that I loe best
She‘ll be my ain fer a‘ that.
Great love I bear to all the fair,
Their humble slave and a‘ that;
But lordly will, I hold it still,
A mortal sin to thraw that.
For a‘ that, &c.
But there is ane aboon the lave,
Has wit and sense, and a‘ that;
A bonny lass, I like her best
And wha a crime dare ca‘ that?
For a‘ that, &c.
In rapture sweet this hour we meet,
Wi‘ mutual love and a‘ that;
But for how lang the flee may stang,
Let inclination law that.
For a‘ that, &c.
Their tricks and craft hae put me da(illegible text)
They're ta'en me in, and a‘ that;
But clear your decks and here‘s the se(illegible text)
I like the jades for a‘ that.
For a‘ that, &c.