Hamish Imlach - The Calton Weaver/Nancy Whiskey

I'm a weaver, a Calton weaver
I'm a rash and a roving blade;
I've got siller in my pouches
I gang and follow the roving trade

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O whiskey, whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy-o.

As I cam in by Glesca city
Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell
I gaed in, sat doon beside her
Seven lang years I lo'ed her well.

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The mair I kissed her the mair I lo'ed her
The mair I kissed her the mair she smiled
An' I forgot my mither's teaching
Nancy soon had me beguiled.

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I woke early in the morning
To slake my drouth it was my need
I tried to rise but I wasna able
Nancy had me by the heid.

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"C'wa, landlady whit's the lawin?
Tell me whit there is to pay."
"Fifteen shillings is the reckoning,
Pay me quickly and go away."

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As I went oot by Glesca city
Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell
I gaed in drank four and sixpence
A't was left was a crooked scale.

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I'll gang back to the Calton weaving
I'll surely mak the shuttles fly
I'll mak mair at the Calton weaving
Than ever I did in a roving way.

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Come all ye weavers, Calton weavers
A' ye weavers where'er ye be
Beware of whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
She'll ruin you as she ruined me.

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