The lyrics and musical notation for one voice and piano can be found in Songs of Old Ireland "the words by Alfred Perceval Graves, the music arranged by Charles Villiers Stanford" (London: Boosey & Co., 1882), page 99:


'TIS I CAN WEAVE WOOLLEN AND LINEN.

'Tis I can weave woollen and linen,
The finest folk wear on their backs,
So, girls, come give over your spinnin',
And wind off your wool and your flax!

CHORUS:
For hark! as the bee hunts for treasure
That's hid in the mountainy bloom,
My shuttle goes buzzing with pleasure,
To gather my gold from the loom.

Five year at my woollen and linen
I've woven from mornin' to night,
With a heart that beat heavy beginnin',
But is leapin' for ever more light.

Now with guineas full up is the stockin',
Sewed safe in the tick of my bed,
And 'tis soon that I'll rest without rockin',
Since at Shrovetide with Willy I'll wed.