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w:I~am a wea-ver, a Cal-ton wea-ver. I~am a rash and a ro-ving blade.
w:As I walked in-to Glas-gow ci-ty,  Nan-cy Whis-key I chanced to smell.
w:The~more I kissed her, the more I loved her. The_more I kissed her, the more she smiled;
w:I rose ear-ly_ in the morn-ing. To slake my thirst, it was my need!
w:I'm going back to the Cal-ton wea-ving; I'll sure-ly make those shut-tles fly,
w:So~come all~ye wea-vers, ye Cal-ton wea-vers. Come~all ye wea-vers where e're ye be!
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w:I have sil-ver in my poc-kets, And I_ fol-low the ro-ving trade.
w:I walked in, sat down be-side her; se-ven long years I_ loved her well.
w:I for-got my mo-ther's teach-ing; Nan-cy_ soon had me be-gui-'ld.
w:I tried~to rise but~I was not a-ble. Nan-cy_ had me by the_ knees.
w:For~I made more at~the Cal-ton wea-ving, than ever I did in a ro-ving way!
w:Be-ware~of Whis-key, Nan-cy Whis-key; She'll ru-in you like she ru-ined me!
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w:Whis-key, whis-key, Nan-cy whis-key, Whis-key, whis-key, Nan-cy O!
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I am a weaver, a Calton weaver.
I am a rash and a roving blade.
I have silver in my pockets,
And I follow the roving trade

Chorus:
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

I rose early in the morning
To slake my thirst, it was my need!
I tried to rise but I was not able
Nancy had me by the knees.

So I'm going back to the Calton weaving;
I'll surely make those shuttles fly,
For I made more at the Calton weaving
Than ever I did in a roving way!

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!