The poem
Chorus.—An’ O my Eppie, my jewel, my Eppie, Wha wad na be happy wi’ Eppie Adair?
BY love, and by beauty, by law, and by duty, I swear to be true to my Eppie Adair! By love, and by beauty, by law, and by duty, I swear to be true to my Eppie Adair! And O my Eppie, &c.
A’ pleasure exile me, dishonour defile me, If e’er I beguile ye, my Eppie Adair! A’ pleasure exile me, dishonour defile me, If e’er I beguile thee, my Eppie Adair! And O my Eppie, &c.