Tae the Weavers Gin Ye Gang

My heart was ance as blythe and free as summer days were lang
But a bonnie, westlin' weaver lad has gart me change my sang

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Tae the weavers gin ye gang , my lass
Tae the weavers gin ye gang
I rede you richt gang ne'er at nicht
Tae the weavers gin ye gang

A bonnie westin' weaver lad sat working at his loom
He took my heart as wi' a net in every knot and thrum

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I sat beside my warpin'-wheel, and aye I ca'd it roun'
But every shot and every knock my heart it gae a stoun

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The moon was sinking in the west, wi' visage pale and wan
As my bonnie westlin' weaver lad convey'd me thro' the glen

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But what was said, or what was done, shame fa' me gin I tell
But, oh! I fear the kintra soon will ken as weel's mysel'

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