Tibbie Fowler o' the glen, there's ower mony wooin' at her Tibbie Fowler o' the glen, there's ower mony wooin' at her Ten cam' east and ten cam' west and ten cam' sailin' ower the watter Twa cam' doon yon lang dyke side, there's ower mony wooin' at her Chorus (after each verse): Wooin' at her, pu'in at her Wantin' her, canna get her Silly elf, it's for her pelf A' the lads are wooin' at her Seven but and seven ben, aye seven in the pantry wi' her Twenty heid aroon' the door, there's ower mony wooin' at her She's got pendles in her lugs, aye co*kle shells would set her better High-heeled sheen wi' siller tags and a' the lads are wooin' at her Be a la**ie 'ere sae black o' gin she hid the penny siller Set her up on Tintock Tap, the wind will blaw a minnie 'til her Be a la**ie 'ere sae fair o' gin she hid the penny siller A flea would fell her in the air afore a man was even 'til her Tibbie Fowler o' the glen, there's ower mony wooin' at her Tibbie Fowler o' the glen, there's ower mony wooin' at her