Ruggleton's Daughter of Iero

There was a man lived in the west,
Fal lal lal lal lal li-do,

He married a wife-she was not of the best,
She was Ruggleton's daughter of Iero.
Said he, when he came in from plough:
Fal lal lal lal lal li-do,

Ho! is my dinner ready now?
To Ruggleton's daughter of Iero.
O if your dinner you must have,
Then get it yourself, I am not your slave,
Said Ruggleton'dauhgter of Iero