A Scottish lass is much more down to earth. Instead of "if you would not when you might," she goes in for barnyard taunts, along the lines of:

Ye're like a cock my faither had,
    it crowed an' waved its camb.
An' ne'er a hen trod in the yard --
      an' I think ye're just the same


Wonderfully, well, cocky.   As sung by Cilla Fisher and Artie Trezise, it's my favorite version.