I need help figuring out the rest of the lyrics to the song 'Deacon Brody'. Here's what I've got so far:

Now Brody he was contradicted/ Outside hale but inside wicked/ Buskit?, braw, and dandy/ Ribuld, rough, and randy/ And . . ./ . . . was always handy

Oh the ? and the whig danced a jig/ . . ./ The catched a mouse in the excise house/ And they hangit Deacon Brody/ Brody, Bill Brody/ Somebody should have told ye/ Or were you just perverse?/ Loupin' fences after dark/ You'll ? get snagged by your sark/ And land upon your arse

Now Brody he was fit and feckless/ Fickle, fey, careless, wreckless/ Everybody kens what happens/ To rogues that don't gie tuppence/ So how could you complain/ When you got your ?

Oh the ? and the whig danced a jig, etc.