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.