I can't find a tune this one anywhere. It relates to the time that the work dried up in the Lancashire mills during the American Civil War, and people were put to work building a road over feather bed moss. The chorus says; "Shovel and scrape now, for pennies and bread, where mosses cross over the old feather bed".
First verse, if it jogs anyone's memory, says,
"Come all of ye weavers in old cotton rags,
There's work to be done now acroos the peat hags
A road we must build 'cross old Feather Bed
A road we must build, or soon we'll be dead"