My Wife ’s a Winsome Wee Thing

She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonnie wee thing, This sweet wee wife o’ mine. I never saw a fairer, I never lo’ed a dearer, And neist my heart I ’ll wear her, For fear my jewel tine. She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonnie wee thing, This sweet wife o’ mine. The warld’s wrack we share o’t, The wrastle and the care o’t: Wi’ her I ’ll blythely bear it, And think my lot divine.