Calton Weaver — текст песни (Clancy Brothers)

CALTON WEAVER
I am a weaver, a Calton weaver
I am a brash and a roving blade
I have silver in my pouches
And I follow a roving trade
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
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 tried to rise but was not able
Nancy had me by the knees
I`m going back to the guild of weaving
I`ll really make those shuttles fly
I`ll make more at the Calton weaving
Than ever I did in a roving way
So come all ye weavers, ye Calton weavers
Weavers where e`re ye be
Beware of Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
She`ll ruin you like she ruined me
Recorded by MacColl-Steam Whisdtle Ballads, Clancys - Isn`t It
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