Nancy Whiskey (The Mahones)

I'm a weaver, a Calton weaver, I'm a rash and a roving blade I've got silver in my pockets and I follow the roving trade Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O As I went down through Glasgow City, Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell I went 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 loved her, the more I kissed her, the more she smiled Soon I forgot my mother's teaching, Nancy soon had me beguiled Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O Now, I rose early in the morning, to slake my thirst, it was my need I tried to rise but I was not able, Nancy had me by the knees Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O So I'm going back to the Calton weaving, I'll surely make them shuttles fly For I'll make more at the Calton weaving than ever I did in the roving way Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O So come all you weavers, you Calton weavers, come all you weavers, where e'er you be Beware of Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey, she'll ruin you like she ruined me Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy-O