Wee Weaver, The
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I am a wee weaver confined to my loom
And my love she is fairer than the red rose in bloom
She is loved by all young men and that does grieve me
There's a heart in my bosom, for lovely Mary.
As Willie and Mary roved by yon shady bower
Where Willie and Mary spent many's the happy hour
Where the blackbirds and thrushes do concert and chorus
The praises of Mary and love fair and sure
As Mary and Willie roved by yon river side
Says Willie to Mary: "Will you be my bride?"
This couple got married and they rove no more
They have pleasure and treasure, and love fair and sure