The Bodleian collection at Oxford has another version. The last 2 verses are closer to what the Corries sang:


I WISH MY GRANNY SAW YE.

I am Johnny Raw, a civil chiel,
I was reared up in the country,
Nae doubt ye winna ken me weel,
I'm a' th' way frae Fintry.
Altho' I'm boosey yet I'm fly,
Among the lasses I'm a pry,
And after me they a' do cry,
I wish my granny saw ye.

CHORUS: Tut's gae awa, ye mean tae blaw,
I ken ye're up to a thing or twa
Is sure as death, I'm Johnny Raw,
I wish my granny saw ye.

I woo'd a lass a gie lang time,
She was a carter's dochter,
At length I thought I'd mak' her mine
The wedding dress I bought her.
Says I, my lass, noo be sincere,
So name the day and be my dear,
She laughed and whisper'd in my ear,
I wish my granny saw ye.

Yestreen I strolled in Argyle Street,
When a lady said, do please, sir,
Will you hold my little baby sweet,
I'm feared the crowd will squeeze her.
I took the bairn, and said I would,
I like to do the ladies good;
She said as we pushed through the crowd
I wish my granny saw ye.

As we were pushing thro' the crowd,
Somehow I missed the lady,
Quite wonder-strucken there I stood,
She had left me with the baby!
But where she went I could not learn,
As in my arms I held the bairn;
The folk cried, John, you've got your fare,
I wish my granny saw ye.

The folks a' gathered round abou',
And laughed at my condition,
Till up came twa policemen stout,
And took me to the station;
To laugh at me they a' began,
And said I was a lucky man
To get a wean made to my han',
I wish my granny saw ye.

Before the Balie's the next day
I made my simple statement,
How the lady run away,
And left me with the infant;
At length the Bailie he did say,
You and the child may go away,
Find a nurse and for it pay,
So wish my granny saw ye.