There was a weaver in the north, and oh but he was cruel
The very first nicht when he was wed, he sat and he grat for gruel
He sat and he grat for gruel, he couldnae want his gruel
The very first nicht when he was wed, he sat and he grat for gruel

There's nae a speen in a' the hoose fur tae sup your gruel
The gairden spad'll dae wi' me for I maun hae my gruel
For I maun hae my gruel, I cannae want my gruel
The gairden spad'll dae wi' me for I maun hae my gruel

There's nae a bowl in a' the hoose for tae sup your gruel
The horse's troch'll dae wi' me for I maun hae my gruel
For I maun hae my gruel, I cannae want my gruel
The horse's troch'll dae wi' me for I maun hae my gruel

She gaed ben the hoose for wine and cake and brocht them ben on a stool
Go awa', go awa' wi' your folderols for I maun hae my gruel
For I maun hae my gruel, I cannae want my gruel
Go awa', go awa' wi' your folderols for I maun hae my gruel

Come a' young lassies and listen tae me, and never merry a weaver
The very first nicht when he was wed, he sat and he grat for gruel
He sat and he grat for gruel, he couldnae want his gruel
The very first nicht when he was wed, he sat and he grat for gruel
He sat and he grat for gruel, he couldnae want his gruel
The very first nicht when he was wed, he sat and he grat for gruel