O Can Ye Labour Lea?

      Chorus-O can ye labour lea, young man,      O can ye labour lea?      It fee nor bountith shall us twine      Gin ye can labour lea.       I fee'd a man at Michaelmas,      Wi' airle pennies three;      But a' the faut I had to him,      He could na labour lea,      O can ye labour lea, &c.       O clappin's gude in Febarwar,      An' kissin's sweet in May;      But my delight's the ploughman lad,      That weel can labour lea,      O can ye labour lea, &c.       O kissin is the key o' luve,      And clappin' is the lock;      An' makin' o's the best thing yet,      That e'er a young thing gat.      O can ye labour lea, &c.