The Four Loom Weaver 가사

Chorus (after each verse): I'm a four loom weaver as many a man knows Nowt to eat and I've worn out my clothes Clogs are both broken and stockings I've none 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 'til I near lost my breath And I feel in my heart that I'll soon starve to death We held out for six weeks, thought each day was the last We tarried and shifted 'til now we're quite fast We lived upon nettles when nettles were good Waterloo Porridge was best of our food Our Margaret declares if she'd clothes to put on She'd go up to London and see the great man Things didn't alter when there she had been She swears she'll fight with blood up to thine I'm a four loom weaver as many a man knows 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...