Ya beat me, nutty. I'll just go ahead an paste them in, looks like a DT song to me.......

THE SCRANKY BLACK FARMER

1. At the tap o' the Garioch, in the lands of Leithhall,
a scranky black farmer in Earlsfield did dwell;
wi' him I engaged, a servant to be.
Which makes me lament I went far frae to sea.

2. I engaged wi' this farmer to drive cart and ploo;
hard fortune convenit an ill-fated crew,
I ane of the number,
which causes me rue that e'er I attempted the country to vie.

3. It's early in the mornin' we rise to the yoke,
the storm and the tempest can ne'er make us stop;
while the wind it does beat, and the rain it does pour,
and aye yon black farmer he on us does glowre.

4. But the time is expiring, and the day it will come,
to various countries we all must go home;
bonnie Jeannie must travel, bonnie Bawbie also,
back to the beyont o' Montgomery must go.

5. So farewell, Rhynie, and adieu to you Clatt,
for I hae been wi' you both early and late
- both early and late, both empty and fou,
so farewell, Rhynie, I'll bid you adieu.

6. So farewell, Bawbie, and adieu to you all,
likewise to the farmer that lives at Leith-hall;
for to serve this black farmer I'm sure it's nae sport,
so I will going to my bonnie seaport.

from the site linked above.