Dear Jenny, If Fortun Should Favour Mi Lot, Mi Own Bonny Wife Tha Shall Be; For Trubbles An Worries We'll Care Net A Jot, For We'll Rout 'Em Wi' Frolic An Glee. We'll Have A Snug Cot Wi' A Garden At Th' Back, An Aw'll Fix Peearks I'Th' Cellar For Hens; Then A Fresh Egg For Braikfast Tha Nivver Need Lack, When Thi Fancy To Sich A Thing Tends. Some Cheers An A Table, An Two-O'-Three Pans, Some Pots An A Kettle For Tea; A Bed An A Creddle An Smart Kist O' Drawers, An A Rockin-Cheer, Lass, - That's For Thee. Some Books, An Some Picters To Hing Up O'Th' Wall, To Mak Th' Place Luk Nobby An Neat; An A Rug Up O'Th' Harstun To Keep Thi Tooas Warm, An Some Slippers To Put On Thi Feet. An When Sundy Comes, - Off To Th' Chapel Or Church, An When We Get Back We'll Prepare, Some Sooart Ov A Meal, - Tho Its Hooamly An Rough, If Its Whooalsum We Nivver Need Care. If We're Blest Wi' A Bairn, We Mun Ne'er Be Put Aght, If It Shows Us Its Tempers An Tiffs; Soa Jenny, Have Patience, For Th' Change I' Thi State, Depends Varry Mich On Theas "Ifs."