The Four Loom Weaver Lyrics
| Song | The Four Loom Weaver |
| Artist | Karan Casey |
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| 作词 : Traditional | |
| (Chorus:) | |
| I'm a four loom weaver as many a man knows | |
| I've nowt to eat and I've worn out my clothes | |
| My clogs are both broken and stockings I've none | |
| You’d hardly give me tuppence for all I've got on | |
| Old Billy at Bent he kept telling me long | |
| We might have better times if I'd but held my tongue | |
| I holded my tongue till I near lost my breath | |
| And I feel in my heart that I'II soon starve to death | |
| (Chorus) | |
| We held out for six weeks thought each day was the last | |
| We tarried and shifted till now we’re quite fast | |
| We lived upon nettles when nettles were good | |
| And Waterloo Porridge was best of our food | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Our Margaret declares if she'd clothes to put on | |
| She'd go up to London and see the great man | |
| And if things didn't alter when there she had been | |
| She swears she’ll fight with blood up to thine. | |
| (Chorus) | |
| I'm a four loom weaver as many a man knows. | |
| I've nowt to eat and I've worn out my clothes | |
| Stockings I’ve none and no looms to weave on | |
| |: I’ve woven myself to the far end :| |
| zuo ci : Traditional | |
| Chorus: | |
| I' m a four loom weaver as many a man knows | |
| I' ve nowt to eat and I' ve worn out my clothes | |
| My clogs are both broken and stockings I' ve none | |
| You' d hardly give me tuppence for all I' ve got on | |
| Old Billy at Bent he kept telling me long | |
| We might have better times if I' d but held my tongue | |
| I holded my tongue till I near lost my breath | |
| And I feel in my heart that I' II soon starve to death | |
| Chorus | |
| We held out for six weeks thought each day was the last | |
| We tarried and shifted till now we' re quite fast | |
| We lived upon nettles when nettles were good | |
| And Waterloo Porridge was best of our food | |
| Chorus | |
| Our Margaret declares if she' d clothes to put on | |
| She' d go up to London and see the great man | |
| And if things didn' t alter when there she had been | |
| She swears she' ll fight with blood up to thine. | |
| Chorus | |
| I' m a four loom weaver as many a man knows. | |
| I' ve nowt to eat and I' ve worn out my clothes | |
| Stockings I' ve none and no looms to weave on | |
| : I' ve woven myself to the far end nbsp: |
| zuò cí : Traditional | |
| Chorus: | |
| I' m a four loom weaver as many a man knows | |
| I' ve nowt to eat and I' ve worn out my clothes | |
| My clogs are both broken and stockings I' ve none | |
| You' d hardly give me tuppence for all I' ve got on | |
| Old Billy at Bent he kept telling me long | |
| We might have better times if I' d but held my tongue | |
| I holded my tongue till I near lost my breath | |
| And I feel in my heart that I' II soon starve to death | |
| Chorus | |
| We held out for six weeks thought each day was the last | |
| We tarried and shifted till now we' re quite fast | |
| We lived upon nettles when nettles were good | |
| And Waterloo Porridge was best of our food | |
| Chorus | |
| Our Margaret declares if she' d clothes to put on | |
| She' d go up to London and see the great man | |
| And if things didn' t alter when there she had been | |
| She swears she' ll fight with blood up to thine. | |
| Chorus | |
| I' m a four loom weaver as many a man knows. | |
| I' ve nowt to eat and I' ve worn out my clothes | |
| Stockings I' ve none and no looms to weave on | |
| : I' ve woven myself to the far end nbsp: |
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