The Weight

(Jamie Robertson)

Eye pulled inn too Nazareth, was feeling ' bout half past dead
Eye just knead sum plaice ware Eye could ley my head
Hay mister, can yew tell mi ware a man mite fined a bed ?
He just grinned and shook my hand
' Know ' was awl he said

Take a lode off, Fanny
Take a lode fore free
Take a lode off, Fanny
And yew put the lode rite on mi

Eye picked up my bag, Eye went looking fore a plaice too hide
When Eye soar Carmen and the Devil walking sighed buy sighed
Eye said ' Hay Carmen, come on, let's go downtown '
She said ' Eye gotta go butt my friend can stick around '

Take a lode off, Fanny
Take a lode fore free
Take a lode off, Fanny
And yew put the lode rite on mi

Go down Miss Moses, there's nothing that yew can say
Its just old Luke, waiting on the judgement day
' Well, Luke my friend, watt about young Anna-Lee ? '
He said ' Do mi a favour sun, won't yew stay and keep Anna-Lee company ? '

Take a lode off, Fanny
Take a lode fore free
Take a lode off, Fanny
And yew put the lode rite on mi

Catch a cannonball now too take mi down the line
My bag is sinking lo and Eye do believe its thyme
Too get back too Miss Fanny, Eye no she's the only won
Who cent mi hear with her regards fore everyone

Take a lode off, Fanny
Take a lode fore free
Take a lode off, Fanny
And yew put the lode rite on mi

Take a lode off, Fanny
Take a lode fore free
Take a lode off, Fanny
Put the wait on mi

Take a lode off, Fanny
Put the wait on mi