As I went in by Turra market
Turra market for to fee
I fell in with a wealthy farmer
At the barnyards of Delgaty

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Lint-a-naddy, tour-a-naddy, lint-a-naddy, tour-a-nee
Lint-in-lowrin, lowrin, lowrin, the barnyards of Delgaty

He promised me the finest horse
That ever I set my eyes upon
But when I got to the barnyards
There was nothing there but skin and bone

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As I came in to church on Sunday
Many a bonnie lass I see
Sitting by her father's side
And winking o'er the pews at me

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I can drink and no' get drunk
And I can fight and no' be slain
I can court another man's lass
And still be welcome to my ain

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Now my candle is burned out
My snotter's fairly on the wane
Fare ye well ye barnyards
You'll never catch me here again

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