My blessings on ye, honest wife!
I ne'er was here before;
Ye've wealth o' gear for spoon and knife:
Heart could not wish for more.
Heav'n keep you clear o' sturt and strife,
Till far ayont fourscore,
And by the Lord o' death and life,
I'll ne'er gae by your door!

My blessings on you, honest wife (hostess)!
I never was here before;
You have wealth of gear (food) for spoon and knife:
Heart could not wish for more.
Heaven keep you clear of worry and strife,
Untill far beyond fourscore (eighty),
And by the Lord of death and life,
I will never go by your door!