I am a weaver a Calton Weaver
I am a rash and a rovin' blade
I've got silver in my pooches
I'll gang follow the weaver’s trade
Whisky, Whisky, Nancy Whisky
Whisky, Whisky Nancy-o

Now I rolled into Glasgow City
Nancy Whisky I chanced to smell
I went in, sat doon beside her
seven long years I loved her well
Whisky, Whisky, Nancy Whisky
Whisky, Whisky Nancy-o

Now the more I kissed her the more I loved her
The more I kissed her the more she smiled.
I set forth on my mother's teachin'
Nancy soon had me beguiled.
Whisky, Whisky, Nancy Whisky
Whisky, Whisky Nancy-o

Now I rose the early morning
to quench my thirst it was my need
I tried to rise but I was not able,
Nancy had me by the heid
Whisky, Whisky, Nancy Whisky
Whisky, Whisky Nancy-o

Now I’m going back to the Calton weaving
I'll surely make those shuttles fly
I'll earn more at the Calton weavin
than that I did in days gone by
Whisky, Whisky, Nancy Whisky
Whisky, Whisky Nancy-o

So come all you weavers, ye Calton Weavers
Come all you weavers where e’re you be
Beware of Whisky Nancy Whisky
She'll ruin you as she ruined me
Whisky, Whisky, Nancy Whisky
Whisky, Whisky Nancy-o

Whisky, Whisky, Nancy Whisky
Whisky, Whisky Nancy-o

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