I went out to get some water Get some water for my tea Caught my foot and down I stumbled A collier lad's come kissing me My mother said I mustn't have a collier It would surely break her heart I don't care what my mother tells me I'll have a collier for my sweetheart If you leave your collier sweetheart I'll buy you a guinea gold ring You shall have a silver cradle For to rock your baby in I don't want your silks and satins I don't want a guinea gold ring I don't want a silver cradle For to rock my baby in Collier lads get gold and silver Ferranti's lads get nowt but brass Who'd be married to a lad from Ferranti's When there are plenty of collier lads My mother said I could be a lady If from the collier lad I'd part I'd sooner walk on the bottom of the ocean Than I'd give up my collier sweetheart I went out to get some water Get some water for my tea Caught my foot and down I stumbled A collier lad's come kissing me