Molly Ban Bawn

Come all ye young fellas That handle a gun

Beware of night rambling By the setting of the sun

And beware of an accident That happened of late

To young Molly Bán And sad was her fate

She was going to her uncles When a shower came on

She went under a green bush The shower to shun

Her white apron wrapped around her He took her for a swan

But a hush and a sigh 'Twas his own Molly Bán

He quickly ran to her And found she was dead

And there on her bosom Many salt-tears he shed

He ran home to his father With his gun in his hand

Saying "Father dear father I have shot Molly Bán"

Her white apron wrapped around her He took her for a swan

But a hush and a sigh'Twas his own Molly Bán

He roamed near the place Where his true love was slain

He wept bitter tears But his cries were in vain

As he looked on the lake A swan glided by

And the sun slowly sank In the gray of the sky