The Handweaver and the Factory Maid

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The Handweaver and the Factory Maid by Brass Monkey

The Handweaver and the Factory Maid Lyrics

Oh, I am a hand weaver to my trade
And I fell in love with a factory maid
And if I could love's favour win
I'd sit beside her and I'd weave by steam

Oh, my father to me scornful said
How can you fancy a factory maid?
When you can have lasses pliant and gay
And dressed like unto the Queen of May

As for your fine girls, I don't care
For if I could but enjoy my dear
I'd go to the factory for the day
And she and I'd keep our shovels in play

I went to my love's bedroom door
Where I had been many times before
But I could not speak nor yet get in
To the pleasant bed where my love lay in

How can you say it's a pleasant bed
When none lies there but a factory maid?
A factory maid, oh where she be
Blest is the man that enjoys she

Oh, pleasant thoughts run in my mind
As I fold down the sheets so fine
And see her two breasts a-standing so
Like two white hills covered in snow

Oh, where are the girls? I'll tell you fine
They all have gone for to weave by steam
If you would catch them you must rise at dawn
Trudge to the factory in the early dawn

From the album: Topic Records: The Real Sound of Folk Music (28 Treasured Tracks from the Topic Catalogue)