the dubliners
molly bawn
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