| Song | Molly Bawn |
| Artist | Alasdair Roberts |
| Album | No Earthly Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Traditional | |
| Come all you young fathers 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 Bawn, and sad was her fate. | |
| She was going to her uncle's, when a shower came on. | |
| She went under a green bush, the shower to shun. | |
| With her white apron 'round her, he took her for a swan, | |
| And he shot her and killed her by the setting of the sun. | |
| He ran to his father, with his gun in his hand, | |
| Crying, "Father, dear Father, I have shot Molly Bawn! | |
| I have shot that fair damsel, I have taken the life | |
| Of the one I intended to take as my wife." | |
| "She was going to her uncle's, when a shower came on. | |
| She went under a green bush, the shower to shun. | |
| With her white apron 'round her, I took her for a swan, | |
| And I shot her and killed her by the setting of the sun." | |
| Oh, Jimmy, dear Jimmy, do not run away. | |
| Do not leave your own country till your trial day. | |
| Do not leave your own country till your trial come on, | |
| For they never will hang you for the loss of that swan. | |
| The night before Molly's funeral, her ghost did appear, | |
| Crying, "Uncle, dear Uncle, let Jimmy go clear. | |
| I was going to my uncle's when a shower came on. | |
| I went under a green bush, the shower to shun. | |
| With my white apron 'round me, he took me for a swan. | |
| Won't you tell him he's forgiven, by his own Molly Bawn?" |
| zuo qu : Traditional | |
| Come all you young fathers that handle a gun, | |
| Beware of nightrambling by the setting of the sun. | |
| And beware of an accident that happened of late, | |
| To young Molly Bawn, and sad was her fate. | |
| She was going to her uncle' s, when a shower came on. | |
| She went under a green bush, the shower to shun. | |
| With her white apron ' round her, he took her for a swan, | |
| And he shot her and killed her by the setting of the sun. | |
| He ran to his father, with his gun in his hand, | |
| Crying, " Father, dear Father, I have shot Molly Bawn! | |
| I have shot that fair damsel, I have taken the life | |
| Of the one I intended to take as my wife." | |
| " She was going to her uncle' s, when a shower came on. | |
| She went under a green bush, the shower to shun. | |
| With her white apron ' round her, I took her for a swan, | |
| And I shot her and killed her by the setting of the sun." | |
| Oh, Jimmy, dear Jimmy, do not run away. | |
| Do not leave your own country till your trial day. | |
| Do not leave your own country till your trial come on, | |
| For they never will hang you for the loss of that swan. | |
| The night before Molly' s funeral, her ghost did appear, | |
| Crying, " Uncle, dear Uncle, let Jimmy go clear. | |
| I was going to my uncle' s when a shower came on. | |
| I went under a green bush, the shower to shun. | |
| With my white apron ' round me, he took me for a swan. | |
| Won' t you tell him he' s forgiven, by his own Molly Bawn?" |
| zuò qǔ : Traditional | |
| Come all you young fathers that handle a gun, | |
| Beware of nightrambling by the setting of the sun. | |
| And beware of an accident that happened of late, | |
| To young Molly Bawn, and sad was her fate. | |
| She was going to her uncle' s, when a shower came on. | |
| She went under a green bush, the shower to shun. | |
| With her white apron ' round her, he took her for a swan, | |
| And he shot her and killed her by the setting of the sun. | |
| He ran to his father, with his gun in his hand, | |
| Crying, " Father, dear Father, I have shot Molly Bawn! | |
| I have shot that fair damsel, I have taken the life | |
| Of the one I intended to take as my wife." | |
| " She was going to her uncle' s, when a shower came on. | |
| She went under a green bush, the shower to shun. | |
| With her white apron ' round her, I took her for a swan, | |
| And I shot her and killed her by the setting of the sun." | |
| Oh, Jimmy, dear Jimmy, do not run away. | |
| Do not leave your own country till your trial day. | |
| Do not leave your own country till your trial come on, | |
| For they never will hang you for the loss of that swan. | |
| The night before Molly' s funeral, her ghost did appear, | |
| Crying, " Uncle, dear Uncle, let Jimmy go clear. | |
| I was going to my uncle' s when a shower came on. | |
| I went under a green bush, the shower to shun. | |
| With my white apron ' round me, he took me for a swan. | |
| Won' t you tell him he' s forgiven, by his own Molly Bawn?" |