(Lyrics - King, Music - Hanneman, King)
You go to the church, you kiss the cross
You will be saved at any cost
You have your own reality
Christianity
You spend your life just kissing ass
A trait that's grown as time has passed
You think the world will end today
You praise the Lord, it's all you say
Jesus saves, listen to you pray
You think you'll see the pearly gates
When death takes you away
For all respect you cannot lust
In an invisible man you place your trust
Indirect dependency
Eternal attempt at amnesty
He will decide who lives and dies
Depopulate Satanas rise
You will be an accessory
Irreverence and blasphemy
(LEAD: KING)
Jesus saves, no need to pray
The gates of pearl have turned to gold
It seems you've lost your way
(LEAD: HANNEMAN)
Jesus saves, no words of praise
No promised land to take you to
There is no other way
(LEAD: KING)CALTON WEAVER
I am a weaver, a Calton weaver
I am a brash and a roving blade
I have silver in my pouches
And I follow a roving trade
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy whiskey
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy O
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
...
...
I tried to rise but was not able
Nancy had me by the knees
I'm going back to the guild of weaving
I'll really make those shuttles fly
I'll make more at the Calton weaving
Than ever I did in a roving way
So come all ye weavers, ye Calton weavers
Weavers where e're ye be
Beware of Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
She'll ruin you like she ruined me
Recorded by MacColl-Steam Whisdtle Ballads, Clancys - Isn't It
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