My Irish Molly O - Celtic Thunder, Emmet Cahill

Molly, dear, now did you hear

The news thats goin round?

Down in a corner of my heart,

A love is what youve found.

And every time I look into

Your eyes of Irish blue,

You seem to whisper in my ear,

My love is just for you.

Oh, Molly, my Irish Molly,

My sweet acushla dear,

Im fairly off my trolley,

My Irish Molly,

When you are near.

Springtime is only ringtime

Come, dear, now dont be slow

Change your name,

Go on the game,

Begorra, wouldnt I do the same

My Irish Molly-o!

Molly, dear, now did you hear

I furnished up the flat?

Three little cozy rooms

N a bed n a Welcome on the mat.

Its five pounds down and two a week,

Shell soon be out of debt.

Its all complete except

They havent bought the cradle yet.

Oh, Molly, my Irish Molly,

My sweet acushla dear,

Im fairly off my trolley,

My Irish Molly,

When you are near.

Springtime is only ringtime

Come, dear, now dont be slow

Change your name,

Go on the game,

Begorra, wouldnt I do the same

My Irish Molly-o!

Molly, dear, and did you hear

What all the neighbors day

About those hundred sovereigns

You have safely stowed away?

They say thats why I love you

Ah, but, Molly, thats a shame.

If you had only ninety-nine,

Id love you just the same.

Oh, Molly, my Irish Molly,

My sweet acushla dear,

Im fairly off my trolley,

My Irish Molly,

When you are near.

Springtime is only ringtime

Come, dear, now dont be slow

Change your name,

Go on the game,

Begorra, wouldnt I do the same

My Irish Molly-o!