"The Butchers of Glasgow"

The butchers of Glasgow have all got their pride
But they'll tell you that Willie's the prince
For Willie the butcher he slaughtered his wife
And he sold her for mutton and mince,

It's a terrible story to have to be telt
And a terrible thing to be done
For what kind of is it slaughters his wife
And sells her a shilling a pun,

For lifting, his knife, and, ending her life
And hanging her high like a sheep
You widnae object but you widnae expect
He wid sell the poor woman so cheap.

But the Gallowgate folk were delighted
It didnae cause them any tears
They swore that Willie's wife Mary
Was the best meat he'd sold them in years.