Molly Bawn - The Dubliners

Oh come all ye late fellows that follows the gun

Beware of night ramblin' by the setting of the sun

Beware of an accident as happened of late

It was Molly Bawn Leary and sad was her fate

She’d been gone 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 homeward with his gun and his dog

Sayin' 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 Ranlon, do not run away

Stay in your own country till your trial it comes on

For you’ll never be convicted of the shootin' of a

Swan

Well the night before Molly’s funeral her ghost it did

Appear

Saying uncle, dearest uncle, let young Jimmy run clear

It being late of an evening when 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

Since the flower of Glen Ardagh, Molly Bawn she lies

Dead

Get all girls of this country, stand them into a row

Molly Bawn would shine above them like a fountain of

Snow