The Work of the WeaversWe're all met t'gither Here t'sit an' t'crack Wi' our glasses in our hands And our wark upon our back An' there's nae trade amang 'em That can eithermend or mak' If it wasna' for the wark of the weavers! If it wasna' for the weavers, What would y'do? Y'wouldna' hae your cloth That's made of wool Y'wouldna' hae your cloak Of the black or the blue If it wasna' for the wark of the weavers! The hireman chiels they mock us And they crack aye aboot's They say that we are thin-faced An' bleached like cloots But yet, for a' their mockery They canna dae wi'oots Na! They canna want the wark of the weavers! If it wasna' for the weavers, What would y'do? Y'wouldna' hae your cloth That's made of wool Y'wouldna' hae your cloak Of the black or the blue If it wasna' for the wark of the weavers! There's oor wrichts and oor slaters And glaziers and a' Oor doctors and oor ministers, And them what live by law And oor friends in Sooth Ameriky, Tho them we never saw But we ken they wear the work of the weavers! If it wasna' for the weavers, What would y'do? Y'wouldna' hae your cloth That's made of wool Y'wouldna' hae your cloak Of the black or the blue If it wasna' for the wark of the weavers! There's oor sailor and oor sodgers, We ken they're a'bauld But if they hadna' claes, faith, They couldna fecht for cauld The high and low, the rich and puir, A'body yound and auld They winna want the work of the weavers! If it wasna' for the weavers, What would y'do? Y'wouldna' hae your cloth That's made of wool Y'wouldna' hae your cloak Of the black or the blue If it wasna' for the wark of the weavers! There's folk that independent Of other trademen's wark The women need nae barber, And the dykers need nae clark, But none of 'em can dae Wi'oot a coat or a sark Na! They canna want the work of the weavers! If it wasna' for the weavers, What would y'do? Y'wouldna' hae your cloth That's made of wool Y'wouldna' hae your cloak Of the black or the blue If it wasna' for the wark of the weavers! The weavin' is a trade That niver can fail As lang as we need clothes For t'keep anither hale Sae let us all be merry Wi' a beaker of guid ale And we'll drink tae the health of the weavers! If it wasna' for the weavers, What would y'do? Y'wouldna' hae your cloth That's made of wool Y'wouldna' hae your cloak Of the black or the blue If it wasna' for the wark of the weavers! |