Nancy Whiskey
I am a weaver, a Calton weaver
I am a brash and a roving blade
I've got silver in my pouches
And I follow a roving trade
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy whiskey
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy O
Beware of Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Or you'll have no thing to show
As I walked into Glasgow city
Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell
I walked in, sat down beside her
Seven long years I loved her well
The more I kissed her, the more I loved her
The more I kissed her, the more she smiled
I forgot my mother's teaching
Nancy soon had me beguiled
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy whiskey
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy O
Beware of Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Or you'll have no thing to show
I woke early in the mornin'
To take a drink it was my need,
I tried to rise but was not able
Nancy had me by the heid.
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy whiskey
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy O
Beware of Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Or you'll have no thing to show
Or you'll have no thing to show
© 2001 Roger McGuinn / McGuinn Music