I'm a weaver, a Carlton Weaver I'm a a rash and a-roving blade I've got silver in my pockets And I follow the roving trade Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O As I went down through Glasgow city Nancy whiskey I chanced to smell I went in, sat down beside her Seven long years I loved her well Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O 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 soon had me beguiled Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O Now, 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 Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O So I'm going back to the Carlton weaving I'll surely make those shuttles fly For I made more at the Carlton weaving Than ever I did at the roving trade Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O So come all you weavers, you Carlton weavers Come all you weavers where e'er you be Beware of Whiskey, Nancy whiskey She'll ruin you like she ruined me Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O