found this while searching for something else (isn't that always the way it happens?) Found it interesting in that when I googled on "Bogle-Bo" only the 'Foggy Dew' versions came up

THE MEIKLE BLACK DEIL
Harding B 11(2397)

Ye Priests of Knox, as sly as fox,
Wha lang and loud bawl till ye blow,
Ye act your part wi' meikleart
to keep us fra the bogle-Bo!

O the tremendous Bogle-bo!
One foot of him has ne'er a toe;
But hoof'd lif goat, tail, horns to boot
Has this great lout, the bogle-bo!

Why so inclin'd to spend your wind,
sindce, predestin'd to bliss or woe,
Preach ye, or not, we'll get our lot
In Heav'n, or with - the Bogle Bo!

chorus:

Thou great lock-Hearts, Master of Arts,
Of wond'rous parts, though rather slow,
Thou striv'st in voin our point to gain
If mark'd (like Cain) for the Bogle-Bo!

chorus:

Thou cont'st them fools who Sunday-Schools
Set up to teach the Christ-cross row
To children poor, as some ill hour,
they'll victim fall to the Bogle-Bo!

Chorus:

Come, sir, Don't fron, your brasw new gown,
(The Ladies' gift) makes you a beau!
And well you chatter 'bout Scripture matter,
Especially the Bogle-bo!

Chorus:

What priests in arms, to spread alarms!
To work us charms, ere hence we go!
Much it must cost, lest we be lost,
At last be tost to the Bogle-Bo!

Chorus:

What a gude warl', we ne'er should quazrrel
While passing through this vale below;
Blithe was we be, were we but free
Fra the mighty HE, the Bogle-Bo!

Choru