This is a bit more earthy...

WHEN I WAS NOO BUT SWEET SIXTEEN

When I was noo but sweet sixteen,
In beauty just a bloomin', O
O little, little did I think
At nineteen I'd be greetin', O.

cho: For the plooman lads are gay weel lads
They're false and they're deceiving, O
They'll gang awa', they'll sail awa'
And leave their lasses greetin', O

If I'd a kent what I do ken
And done my mother's biddin', O
I would not be here at your fireside
Cryin' "Hishie ba, ma bairnie, O"

O, hishie ba, for I'm your ma,
But the Lord knows where's your daddy, O
But I'll take good care, and I'll be aware
O' the young men in the gloaming, O

When I was noo but sweet sixteen,
In beauty just a bloomin', O
O little, little did I think
At nineteen I'd be greetin', O.