nancy whiskey lyrics – celtic folk

nancy whisky
i am a weaver a carleton weaver,i am a rash and a roving blade
i’ve got money in my pocket and i’m going to follow the roving trade
chorus:
whisky, whisky, nancy whiskey. whisky, whisky nancy-o.
as i went in to glasgow city, nancy whisky i chanced to smell,
i went in and sat down beside her seven long years i looked her well.
cho.
the more i kissed her the more i loved her.
the more i kissed her the more she smiled.
soon i forgot my mother’s teaching, nancy had me soon beguiled.
cho.
now i arose early in the morning to wet my thirst it was my need
i tried to rise but i was not able, nancy had me by the knees.
cho.
well i’m going back to the carleton weaving,
i’ll surely make those shuttles fly,
for i made more at the carleton weaving than ever i did at the roving trade
cho.
so come all you weavers;you carleton weavers
come all you weavers where ever you be.
beware of whisky nancy whisky, she’ll ruin you like she ruined me.
cho.

/ celtic folk lyrics