I've been gathering up stray verses for Buy Broom Buzzems over the years, noting that Bruce & Stokoe deliberately omitted Blind Willie Purvis's additions from the Minstrelsy as been somehow extraneous to the sense of the song.

If that be fruitful, what a joy is there;
If that she be barren less will be my care.

If that she be bonny I wad think hor reet;
If that she be ugly, wheor's the odds at neet?

If that she be young how happy I wad be;
If that she be owld, the sooner she will die.

Be she green or grey, be she black or fair,
Let her be a woman, I shall seek nay mair.

Young and supple I was when at Leatherslack;
noo I'm owld and frail I lier at Nancy's back.

Young and supple I was, I could lowp the dyke;
Noo I'm owld an frail I darenae step a syke.

Had she gi'en me butter, when she gae me breed,
I wad luckit balder, wi me baldie heed.