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NANCY WHISKEY - Traditional

I am a weaver, a Calton weaver
I am a brash and a roving blade
I got silver in my pockets
And I follow a roving trade

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Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy whiskey
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy O

As I walked into Glasgow city
Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell
I walked in, sat down beside her
Seven long years I loved her well

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The more I kissed her, the more I loved her
The more I kissed her, the more she smiled
I forgot my mother's teaching
Nancy soon had me beguiled

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I woke early in the mornin'
Tae slake ma drought it was my need,
I tried to rise but was not able
Nancy had me by the BALLS.

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

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So come all ye weavers, ye Calton weavers
Come all ye Weavers where e're ye be
Beware of Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
She'll ruin you like she ruined me

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