Gaelic Storm - Nancy Whiskey | Текст песни

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• Gaelic Storm
• Nancy Whiskey

I'm a weaver, a Calton weaver, I'm a rash and a roving blade
I've got silver in me britches and I follow the roving trade

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O

As I went into Glasgow City, Nancy Whiskey I did smell
I walked in, sat down beside her, seven long years I loved her well

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O

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

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O

Woke up early in the morning, Lyin’ half way off the bed
Tried to rise but I was not able, Nancy damn near knocked me dead

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O

I'm going back to the Calton weaving, I'll surely make them shuttles fly
I'll make more at the Calton weaving than ever I did in the roving way

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O

All you weavers, you Calton weavers, all you weavers, where e'er you be
Beware of Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey, she'll ruin you as she ruined me

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O