Eh! what is that ye say,
Ye maun to let her have her way,
She's a varra puir auld body, and she thinks like that?
Well possibly it's true,
I am poor and aged too,
But my talking's nae matter to be sneering at!

You may smirk and you may twirl,
You're a varra saucy girl,
And you'll have to buy experience with sighs and tears,
But there's nae excuse for you,
You're an ancient body too.
You've been forty-three for rather more than fifteen years.
There's nae excuse for you,
You're an ancient body too,
Oh there's nae excuse for you,
You're an ancient body too.
You may smirk, you may twirl,
You're a varra saucy girl,
You may smirk, you may twirl,
You're a varra saucy girl.

I'm blind enough, I know,
But I wasn't always so,
Though you treat your puir auld Maggie as a jesting butt.
Ye'd have had an ugly throw,
Mony, mony years ago,
If she'd totter'd through her duty with her eyelids shut.

You may smirk and you may twirl,
You're a varra saucy girl,
And you'll have to buy experience with sighs and tears,
But there's nae excuse for you,
You're an ancient body too.
You've been forty-three for rather more than fifteen years.
There's nae excuse for you,
You're an ancient body too,
Oh there's nae excuse for you,
You're an ancient body too.
You may smirk, you may twirl,
You're a varra saucy girl,
You may smirk, you may twirl,
You're a varra saucy girl.