George R. Kinloch, "The Ballad Book" (1827):

                                        THE KNAVE

                        I GAED to the market,
                         As an honest woman shou'd,
                        The knave followed me,
                         As ye ken a knave wou'd.
                                    
                           (Cho.) And a knave has his knave tricks,
                            Aye where'er he be,
                              And I'll tell ye bye and bye,
                                  How the knave guided me.
                                
                         I boucht a pint ale,
                           As an honest woman shou'd
                         The knave drank it a',
                          As ye ken a knave wou'd.
                                
                         I cam my way hame,
                           As an honest woman shou'd,
                         The knave follow'd me,
                          As ye ken a knave wou'd.
                        
                         I gied him cheese and bread,
                           As an honest woman shou'd,
                        The knave ate it a',
                           As ye ken a knave wou'd.
                                
                        I gaed to my bed,
                           As an honest woman shou'd,
                        The knave follow'd me,
                           As ye ken a knave wou'd.
                                
                        I happen'd to be wi' bairn,
                           As an honest woman shou'd,
                        The knave ran awa,
                          As ye ken a knave wou'd.

                        I paid the nourice fee,
                          As an honest woman wou'd,
                        The knave got the widdie,
                          As ye ken a knave shou'd.
                                    
                        And a knave has his knave tricks,
                                 Aye where'er he be,
                            And I've tamed you now
                               How the knave guided me.

nourice = nurse.
widdie = hangman's rope.

(I haevn't find an appropriate sense of "tamed." Misreading of "tell'd"?)