The Collier Lad

I went out to get some water
Get some water for my tea
Caught my foot and down I stumbled
A collier lad's come kissing me

My mother said I mustn't have a collier
It would surely break her heart
I don't care what my mother tells me
I'll have a collier for my sweetheart

If you leave your collier sweetheart
I'll buy you a guinea gold ring
You shall have a silver cradle
For to rock your baby in

I don't want your silks and satins
I don't want a guinea gold ring
I don't want a silver cradle
For to rock my baby in

Collier lads get gold and silver
Ferranti's lads get nowt but brass
Who'd be married to a lad from Ferranti's
When there are plenty of collier lads

My mother said I could be a lady
If from the collier lad I'd part
I'd sooner walk on the bottom of the ocean
Than I'd give up my collier sweetheart

I went out to get some water
Get some water for my tea
Caught my foot and down I stumbled
A collier lad's come kissing me