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Weaver's life is like an engine,Coming around the mountain steep,Had our ups and downs a-plentyAnd at night we cannot sleep.Very often flag your fixerWhen his head is a-bending low,You may think that he's a-loafingBut he's doing all he knows.Soon we'll end this life of weaving,Soon we'll reach a better shore,Where we'll rest from filling batteries;We won't have to weave no more.Very often meet a partnerWho would like to learn to weave.And we feel it is our duty,We are bound to believe.Show him all about those breakoutsFor he'll have them by the score;When the conversation's overWe won't want to weave no more.Soon we'll end this life of weaving,Soon we'll reach a better shore,Where we'll rest from filling batteries;We won't want to weave no more. Aus Songtexte Mania