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• Artiste: Dubliners (The)
• Titre: Molly Bawn
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Oh come all you young fellows That follows the gun Beware of night's rambling By the setting of the sun Beware of an accident As happened of late It was Molly Bawn Larry And sad was her fate She'd been goin' to her uncle's When a storm it came on She drew under a green bush The shower for to shun With her white apron wrapped around her He took her for a swan Took aim and alas It was his own Molly Bawn Oh young Jimmy ran homewards With his gun and his dog Saying: 'Uncle, oh uncle I have shot Molly Bawn I have killed that fair female The joy of my life For I'd always intended That she would be my wife' Oh young Jimmy rambling Do not run away Stay in your old country Till your trial it comes on For yuo'll never be convicted For the shooting of a swan Well the night before Molly's funeral Her ghost it did appear Saying: 'Uncle, dearest uncle Oh let young Jimmy run clear' 'It'd been late of an evening Well he took me for a swan Took aim and alas He killed his own Molly Bawn' Now all the girls of this country They seem to be glad Now the flower of glen Arra Molly Bawn she lies dead Get all the girls of this country And stand them into a row Molly Bawn would shine among them Like a mountain of snow