Tonart: B minor
Verse 1
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The Weaver
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The weaver came on Monday
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before the sun was up
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Left a bowl of porridge
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to tempt me down to sup
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But I wouldn't eat it, I wouldn't eat it,
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I let it stand all day
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When night came,
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swirled the porridge away
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A cobbler came on Tuesday,
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with hands as rough as toads
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Left behind an iron -shot claw,
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to help me down the road
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But I wouldn't done it,
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my dancing days are through
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When night came,
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wrecked the clog in
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two
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The lark -man came on Wednesday,
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he crept from the mist like a thief
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Left a lark, shut in a cage,
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But I wouldn't heed it, I didn't need it,
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to ease my day along
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When night came, the blackness came,
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and put an end to its song
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A butcher came on Thursday,
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dressed in blue and red and white
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Left behind a leg of lamb,
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But I wouldn't touch it,
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I wouldn't touch it,
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I let that meat alone
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When night fell, the ravens fell,
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And picked it clean to the
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bone.
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A hiker came on Friday,
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He rested for a spell,
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Left behind a loaf of bread,
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And waved a one farewell.
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But I wouldn't cut it, I wouldn't cut it,
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Food for me is dust.
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When I came, the worms came up,
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nuzzled it down to the
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crust.
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On Saturday, a pack -horse man
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came up the stony hill,
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Left a roll of Worcester
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to keep me from the chill.
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But I wouldn't wear it, I wouldn't wear it,
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the spoils of double theft.
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When I came,
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soaked it warm and wet.
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A parson came on Sunday,
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he squatted down to pray,
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to keep the night at bay.
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But I didn't want it, I didn't want it,
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I do not fear the dark.
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When I came, the wind came by,
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snuffed the pewning spark
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I am the dam that bursts at midnight,
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flooding the town in the valley
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I am the blade that shines out sharp,
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in the short cut through the alley
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I am the bolt from heaven,
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that strikes when the sky is blue
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You seem to have need of me, my friend,
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But I have no need of you.
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