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Nancy Whiskey

I'm a weaver, a Calton weaver
I'm a rash and roving blade
I've got silver in my pockets
And I follow the roving trade

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O

I went down to Dublin City
Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell
I went in, sat down beside her
For seven long years I loved her well

I boldly call-ed for the waitress
And what's the reckoning I have to pay?
Thirty shillings and a sixpence
Come pay it down and be your way

I put my hand all in my pocket
And I paid it down in ready coin
And when I'd paid out all her reckoning
Nancy Whiskey and I were joined

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

And when I woke all in the morning
I found myself on some strange bed
I tried to dress but was not able
For Nancy had me by the head

All I've left now is that one four-pence
The very last of my precious store
I'll go back and see my Nancy
Then I'll go home and work for more

Come all you weavers, you Calton weavers
Come all you weavers where e'er you be
Just beware of Nancy Whiskey
She'll ruin you like she ruined me

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