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Whiskey whiskey, Nancy whiskey
Whiskey whiskey, Nancy-O!
Whiskey whiskey, Nancy whiskey
Whiskey whiskey, Nancy-O!

*musical interlude*
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I am a weaver, a Calton weaver,
I am a brash and a roving blade.
I got silver in my britches,
And I follow the roving trade!
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I went into Glasgow city,
Nancy whiskey I did smell
I walked in, sat down beside her
Seven long years; I loved her well!
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The more I kissed her, the more I knew her
The more I loved her, the more she smiled!
I forgot my mother's teaching,
Nancy soon had me beguiled!
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Woke up early in the morning,
Lying halfway off the bed,
Tried to rise, but I was not able
Nancy [bad word] near knocked me dead!
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I'll get back to the Calton weaving;
Surely make those shuttles fly,
I'll make more at the Carlton weaving,
Than ever I did at the roving way.
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All you weavers, you Calton weavers,
All you weavers where e'er you be,
Beware of whiskey, Nancy Whiskey [bad word] you, [bad word] me!
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