As I cam' in by Turra Market,
Turra Market for to fee,
I fell in wi' a mairket fairmer,
The Barnyards of Delgaty.

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Lintin addie toorin addie,
Lintin addie toorin ee,
Lintin lowrin, lowrin, lowrin,
The barnyards of Delgaty.

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He promised me the twa best horse
That ever were in Scotland seen,
But when I gaed doon tae the Barren Yairds,
There was naething there but skin and bean.

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The auld black horse sat on its rump,
The auld white mare lay on her wime.
And for all that I could "Hup" and crack,
They wouldna rise at yokin' time.

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When I gae to the kirk on Sunday,
Mony's the bonnie lass I see,
Sitting by her faither's side
And winkin o'er the pews at me.

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I can drink and no be drunk,
I can fecht and no be slain,
I can lie wi another man's lass,
And aye be welcome to my ain.

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Noo my candle is brunt oot,
My snotter's fairly on the wane.
Sae fare ye weel ye Barnyards
Ye'll never catch me here again.