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DARKLEY WEAVER/NANCY WHISKY Cho: Ah the whisky, Nancy Whisky Ah the whisky, Nancy oh I'm a weaver, a Darkley weaver I'm a rash and a rakish blade And to buy me a suit of clothin' In to Keady my way I make Well I came in by the Keady Monument And Nancy Whisky I chanced to spy I was tempted to go and try her For seven long years now I had been dry Well I went in and sat beside her I had a small one, I wanted more And the more I tasted, the more I wanted it Till all my senses flew out the door Early, early in the morning I awoke in a stranger's bed There beside me on the pillow Was a toothless and dirty ugly old hag Well she awakened, she wanted money For her services she'd have her wage I said I'm sorry I'd only sixpence I said that's fine dear, here's tuppence change So come all you weavers, you Darkley weavers You Keady weavers, and ___________, too Beware of whisky, Nancy Whisky She ruined me, and she'll ruin you I'll go back to Darkley to my trade of weaving Where bobbins spin and the shuttles fly I'll settle down there with decent people Bid Nancy Whisky a long good bye Any corrections would be appreciated. Here's what I made out from CBC's broadcast of Tommy Makem and Evans and Doherty with the Nova Scotia Symphony. @drink filename[ CALTONW3 TUNE FILE: CALTONWV CLICK TO PLAY GS |
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