The Work of the Weavers (a 19th Century Scottish Tribute song) sung by Eddie Biggins

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The Work of the Weavers
(David Shaw, 1776 – 1856)

We are all met together here to sit and to crack
With our glasses in our hands and our work upon our backs
And there's not a trade among them all can neither mend nor mak
If it wasn’t for the work of the weavers

[Chorus:]
If it wasn’t for the weavers, what would you do
You wouldn’t have cloth that's made o’ wool
Ye wouldn’t have a coat neither black nor the blue
If it wasn’t for the work o the the weavers

The ploughman lads they mock us and sling the mud about
They call us mean and thin-faced bleached-like clouts
But yet for all their mockery they canna do without
For they all need the work of the weavers

[Chorus:]

There’s smiths and there’s wrights and there’s mason chiels an a’
There's doctors and there's ministers and them that live by law
And our friends in South America though them we never saw
But we know they wear the work of the weavers

[Chorus:]

There's our sailors and our soldiers, we know they're all bold
But if they had no clothes, faith they couldn’t live for cold
The high and low, the rich and poor, everbody young and old
They all need the work of the weavers

[Chorus:]

There's folk that's independent of other tradesman work
The women need no barbers and dykers need no clerk
But none o them can do without a coat or a shirt
No, they all need the work of the weavers

[Chorus:]

The weaving is a trade that never can fail
As longs we need a cloth to keep another hale
So let us all be merry over a bucket of good ale
And drink a health to the weavers

[Chorus:]

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