I'm always drunk and I'm seldom sober
In constant roving from town to town
But I am old now and my sporting is over
So Molly a stór won't you lay me down
Lay my head on a keg of brandy
It is my fancy I do declare
For while I'm drinking I'm always thinking
Of lovely Molly from the County Clare
The ripest apple is the soonest rotten
And the warmest love is the soonest cold
A young man's fancies are soon forgotten
So beware young maid's and don't make so bold
Lay my head on a keg of brandy
It is my fancy I do declare
For while I'm drinking I'm always thinking
Of lovely Molly from the County Clare
It's youth and folly makes young men marry
It makes them tarry a long long day
What can't be cured love must be endured love
So farewell darling I am going away
Lay my head on a keg of brandy
It is my fancy I do declare
For while I'm drinking I'm always thinking
Of lovely Molly from the County Clare
- :
- Miscellaneous
- A Christmas Celtic Sojourn (Live)
- Ships in the Forest
- The Rough Guide to Irish Folk
- Transatlantic Sessions 4, Volume Three
- Rough Guide To Irish Folk
- Distant Shore
- Songlines
- Emerald Aether: Shape Shifting
- The Winds Begin to Sing
- Lullaby: A Collection
- Seal Maiden: A Celtic Musical
- Holding Up Half the Sky: Voices of Celtic Women
- Tønder Festival 2007
- 20 Great Kid Songs
- 1997 Shanachie Irish/Celtic Sampler
- Tønder Festival 2003
- Thousands Are Sailing
- The Rough Guide to Celtic Women
- Chasing the Sun