I went out to get some water, Get some water for my tea. I caught my foot and down I stumbled; A collier lad's come a kissing me. My mother says 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 your guinea gold ring. I don't want your silver cradle For to rock my baby in! Collier lads get gold and silver, Ferranti's lads got nowt but brass, And who'd be married to a lad from Ferranti's When there are plenty of collier lads... collier lads! My mother said I could be a fine lady If from my collier lad I'd part. I'd sooner walk on the bottom of the ocean Than give up my collier sweetheart, sweetheart My collier sweetheart. I went out to get some water, Get some water for my tea. I caught my foot and down I stumbled; A collier lad's come a kissing me. A kissin' and kissin', kissin' and kissin', A collier lad's come kissing me!