The Sentimental Songster/Marry for Love and Work for Siller

"MARRY FOR LOVE AND WORK FOR SIL(illegible text)

When I and my Jenny thegither were tied,
⁠We had but sma’ share o’ the world between us;
Yet lo’ed ither weel, and had youth on our side,
⁠And strength and guid health were abundantly gi'(illegible text)
I warsled and toiled through the fair and the foul,
⁠And she was right carfu’ o’ what I brought till he(illegible text)
For aye we had mind o’ the canny auld rule,
⁠Just "marry for love, and work for siller."
Our bairns they cam' thick—we were thankfu’ for that,
⁠For the bit and the brattie cam' aye alang wi’ them;

Our pan we exchanged for a guid muckle pat,
⁠And somehow or ither, we aye had to gi’e them.
Our laddies grew up, and they wrought wi’ mysel’,
⁠Ilk ane gat as buirdly and stout as a miller,
Our lasses they keeper us trig aye, and bale,
⁠And now we can count a bit trifle o' siller.

But I and my Jenny are baith wearin’ down,
⁠And our lads and our lassies hae a' gotten married
Yet see, we can rank wi’ the best i' the town,
⁠Though our noddles we never to paughtily carried.
And mark me—I’ve now got a braw cockit hat,
⁠And in our civic building am reckon'd a pillar;
Is na that a bit honour for ane to get at,
⁠Wha married for love, and wha wrought for siller?