We're a' met the gither for tae sit and tae crack
Wi' oor glasses in oor hands and oor wark upon oor back,
And there's nae a trade amang them a' can either mend or mak'
Gin it was nae for the wark of the weavers.

Gin it was nae for the weavers wha' wud we do,
We wud nae ha'e a claith made o' oor woo'
We wud nae ha'e a cloak neither the black nor the blue
Gin it was nae for the wark of the weavers.