Ellibanks

Oh, Ellibanks and Ellibraes
My blessings ay upon them
Although I wish I'd burned my clothes
The first time e'er I saw them
Your sugar kisses were sae sweet
Deil, take me, can I tell, man
How you made me lay my legs apart
And lift my dress mysel, man

There's no a lass in all the land
Can jig as well as I can
Let down your pants, lug out your wand
Have you no mind to try, man
For you're the lad that wears the pants
And I'm the lass that loes you
Deil, rip my cage in all his rage
If ever I refuse you

I'll clasp my arms about your neck
As if to dance a reel, jo
I'll throw my legs about your rump
As supple as an eel, jo
I'll throw my legs about your rump
The better for to feel, jo
And if ol' Jock, he should slip out
I'll claw him wi' my heel, jo