| Lyrics: | THE JUTE MILL SONG
(Mary Brookbank)
O, dear me, the mill is running fast
And we
poor shifters canna get nae rest
Shifting bobbins coarse and fine
They fairly make you
work for your ten and nine
O, dear me, I wish this day were done
Running up and doon
the Pass is nae fun
Shiftin', piecin', spinning warp, weft and twine
To feed and clothe ma
bairnie offa ten and nine
O, dear me, the world is ill-divided
Them that works the
hardest are the least provided
But I maun bide contented, dark days or fine
There's no
much pleasure living offa ten and nine
Recorded by MacColl- Steam Whistle Ballads,
Redpath- Ballad Book,
Golden Ring- Day 1
Copyright TRO Essex Music Ltd.
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