He stands behind the counter
Just like an old bull pup
He sends the young lad Ireland
To bring Jack McDonald up
He looks at Jack so serious
And then to him he says,
"I'll have to fine you in a bob
Unless you mend you ways".

The next to go is McIlwrath
He says to him "My lad
You let the yarn stops out too long
It makes the cut look bad
You will have to be more careful
And keep to the straight path"
"It's a bad hook in the twilling bar"
Says Bobbie McIlwrath.

There is a weaver in the shop
His name is Sammy Mann
He weaves bad hooks right through the cut
And doesn't care a damn
Now just take me I darn't do this
It's enough to make you sigh
He has got a lot of favourites
Has the man with the wee eye.

There's Robbie and McGrehan
There's Turner and there's Burns
The cloth they take up week by week
Would give a man weak turns
But they've got the wind up
And I will tell you why
The man they fear from day to day
Is Mister McAvoy.

There's McCracken and McCandless
There is Bingham and there's Mann
There's Martin and McQuillan
They do the best they can.
Sometimes their best's not good enough
And then you will hear the cry
"You will have to make it perfect"
Says Mister McAvoy.

There's Acheson and Hamilton
They dread to hear the call
For when young Ireland comes for them
They very nearly fall.
"There's bad cards in this cut" he says
Then he looks at them so sly
He leads them both a terrible life
Does Mister McAvoy.

Now there's John Cardwell the oiler
He has got a rotten job
For when he puts on too much oil
it comes down with a blob.
And when Law Day comes around again
Poor John will give a sigh
"I've got to loop the loop again
With Mister McAvoy."

If I'm going to keep to weaving
I'll have to get a plate
And put it up my sleeve when I
Go up to meet my fate
But perhaps he will mend his manners
If not. look out my boy
There's murder on the skyline
For the man with the wee eye.