The Wee Cooper Of Fife
There was a wee cooper who lived in Fife,
 Nickety nackity noo noo noo.
 And he had gotten a gentle wife.
 Hay willy wallacky,
Hay John Dougal Alane,
Qual rooshity noo noo noo.
 She wouldna bake, she wouldna brew,
For spiling of her comely hue.
She wouldna caird, she wouldna spin,
 For shaming of her gentle kin.
The cooper went to his wool pack,
 He laid his sheepskin on his wife's back.
I'll no be shaming your gentle kin,
But I will beat my ain sheepskin.
Oh I will bake and I will brew,
And think na more of my comely hue.
Oh I will wash and I will spin,
And think na more of my gentle kin.
And ye wha ha gotten a gentle wife,
Send ye for the wee cooper of Fife.
 When the judge looked at me, he said, "Thirty days!"