Текст песни Nancy Whiskey - The Dubliners
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy-o
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                    a 
                                                weaver, 
                                                    a 
                                                Calton 
                                                weaver,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                    a 
                                                rash 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                roving 
                                                blade
 
                                    
                                
                                                I've 
                                                got 
                                                silver 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                pouches
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'll 
                                                gang 
                                                follow 
                                                the 
                                                roving 
                                                trade
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy-o
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                come 
                                                in 
                                                by 
                                                Glasgow 
                                                city,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey 
                                                    I 
                                                chanced 
                                                tae 
                                                smell
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                gane 
                                                in, 
                                                sat 
                                                doon 
                                                beside 
                                                her,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Seeven 
                                                lang 
                                                years 
                                                    I 
                                                loved 
                                                her 
                                                well
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy-o
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                mair 
                                                    I 
                                                kissed 
                                                her, 
                                                the 
                                                mair 
                                                    I 
                                                looed 
                                                her,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                mair 
                                                    I 
                                                looed 
                                                her, 
                                                the 
                                                mair 
                                                she 
                                                smiled
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                forgot 
                                                my 
                                                mother's 
                                                teaching,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nancy 
                                                soon 
                                                had 
                                                me 
                                                beguiled
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy-o
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                woke 
                                                up 
                                                early 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                mornin',
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tae 
                                                slake 
                                                ma 
                                                drouth 
                                                it 
                                                was 
                                                ma 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                tried 
                                                to 
                                                rise, 
                                                but 
                                                was 
                                                nae 
                                                able,
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                Nancy 
                                                had 
                                                me 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                heid
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy-o
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Come 
                                                on, 
                                                landlady, 
                                                what's 
                                                the 
                                                reck'nin',
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tell 
                                                me 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                pay"
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Fifteen 
                                                shillin's 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                reck'nin',
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pay 
                                                me 
                                                quickly 
                                                and 
                                                go 
                                                away"
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy-o
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                went 
                                                oot 
                                                by 
                                                Glasgow 
                                                city,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey 
                                                    I 
                                                chanced 
                                                tae 
                                                smell
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                git 
                                                in, 
                                                drank 
                                                four 
                                                and 
                                                six 
                                                pence
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                all 
                                                was 
                                                left 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                crooked 
                                                scale
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy-o
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                gang 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                Calton 
                                                weavin',
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                surely 
                                                make 
                                                the 
                                                shuttles 
                                                fly
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                I'll 
                                                mak 
                                                more 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                Calton 
                                                weavin',
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                ever 
                                                    I 
                                                did 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                rovin' 
                                                trade
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy-o
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                all 
                                                ye 
                                                weavers, 
                                                Calton 
                                                weavers,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                all 
                                                ye 
                                                weavers, 
                                                where 
                                                e'er 
                                                you 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beware 
                                                of 
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey,
 
                                    
                                
                                                She'll 
                                                ruin 
                                                you 
                                                as 
                                                she 
                                                ruined 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy-o
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy 
                                                Whiskey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whiskey, 
                                                whiskey, 
                                                Nancy-o.
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Weila Weila
2 Poor Old Dicey Riley
3 Quare Bungle Rye
4 The Inniskillen Dragoons
5 The Partin' Glass
6 A Muirsheen Durkin'
7 Mormon Braes
8 Come and Join the British Army
9 Paddy's Gone to France / Skylark
10 The Piper's Chair / Bill Hart's Jig / The Nights of St. Patrick
11 Cork Hornpipe
12 Flop Eared Mule (Donkey Reel)
13 Whiskey on Sunday
14 Navvy Boots
15 (The Bonny) Shoals of Herring
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