The following two versions both come from The Harp of Caledonia by John Struthers, 1821, page 329ff.

TIBBY FOWLER.
(Old Words.)

TIBBY Fowler o' the glen,
There's o'er mony wooing at her;
Tibby Fowler o' the glen,
There's o'er mony wooing at her.

CHORUS: Wooing at her, puing at her,
Courtin' at her, canna get her;
Filthy elf, it's for her pelf,
That a' the lads are wooing at her.

Ten came east, and ten came west,
Ten came rowing owre the water;
Twa came down the lang dyke-side;
There's twa an' thirty wooing at her.

There's seven but, and seven ben,
Seven in the pantry wi' her;
Twenty head about the door,
There's ane an' forty wooing at her.

She's got pendles in her lugs,
Cockle shells wad set her better:
Heigh heel'd shoon, an' siller tags,
An' a' the lads are wooing at her.

Be a lassie e'er sae black,
An' she hae the name o' siller,
Set her upo' Tintock tap,
The win' will blaw a man till her.

Be a lassie ne'er sae fair,
An' she want the pennie siller,
A flie may fell her i' the air,
Before a man be even'd till her.