We're all met together here to sit and to crack
Wi' our glasses in our hands and our work upon our back
But there's nae yin among us can either mend or mak
If it was nae for the work of the weavers

Chorus
If it was nae for the weavers, what would we do
We would nae hae our clothes made of our wool
We would nae hae a coat neither black nor blue
If it was nae for the work of the weavers

There's our soldiers and our sailors we ken they're all bold
But if they had nae clothes, fecht, they could nae fight for cold
And our friends in South America, though them we never saw
But they all need the work of the weavers

Chorus

The hireman's cheels they mock us and crack aye aboots
They say that we are thin faced bleached like cloots
But yet for all their mockery they cannae do wi' ott
No they all want the wark of the weavers

Chorus

There's folks that independent of other tradesmen's work
The women need no barber and the dyers need no clerk
But none of them could do without a coat or a sark
No they all want the work of the weavers

Chorus

The weavin' is a trade that never can fail
As long as we need clothes for to keep another hale
So let us all be merry o'er a beaker of good ale
And we'll drink to the work of the weavers

Chorus

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Recorded by Ewan McColl