This is a song similar in intent as but completely different from the better known Work of the Weavers. I have transcribed it from the singing of Bill Price on the LP A Fine Old Yorkshire Gentleman. Liam's Brother has mended my errors and filled in a couple of gaps I had left. Thank you, Dan.

Wolfgang

THE WEAVERS

1. Come ladies and gents I've a song ready-made
To hear it I'm sure you will not be afraid
I will tell you at once that I'm a weaver by trade

Chorus: So sing your success to the weavers,
The weavers forever, huzzah.

2. Of the trades people always are making as fuss
Of their merits and their values and shouting at us
So I sing you this song of the weavers full worth...

3. Our goods every day they export in our bales
In merchant (dysos/dysoes)??? as a knot cannot fail
For each ship leaving port owes the weaver for sail...

4. The King in his robes may so gracefully stand
His nobles around him look great and look grand
Yet he gets all his robes by the work of our hands...

5. But for us how our soldiers would ofttimes repent
When houseless to sleep on their knapsack they're sent
For each soldier you see owes the weaver for tent...

6. If exhausted you feel and by Morpheus you're beat
In the heat or the cold a small rest would be sweet
Why then think of the weavers' fine blankets and sheets...

7. The ladies are pretty as all will confess
Be stupid or blind I'm sure who'd say less
But it's the weaver who gives her that fine showy dress...

8. But since here for mankind we're set for to weave
On our looms and our shuttles we'll not idly grieve
My song's nearly ended so I'll take my leave...

Liam's Brother writes: "The ??? is a technical word, I think of "dysos" or "dysoes" meaning "a launch boat" but I am not at all sure of that." Someone out there who can help with this word?