Recorded by Rita And Sarah Keane
As down by Bannas Banks I strayed one evening in May The little birds in blithest notes made vocal every spray They sang their little notes of love they sang them o'er and o'er Oh grad mo croide mo cailin og She's Molly Bán a Stór The daisy pied and all the sweets, The dawn of nature yields The primrose pale and violets blue lay scattered o'er the fields Such fragrance in the bosom lies of her whom I adore Oh grad mo croide mo dailin og She's Molly Bán a Stór I lay me down upon a bank Bewailing my sad fate That doomed me thus a slave to love And cruel Molly's hate How can she break the honest heart That wears her in its core Oh grad mo croide mo cailin og She's Molly Bán a Stór Oh had I all the flocks that graze On yonder yellow hill Or lowed for me the numerous herds That yon green pastures fill With her I love I'd gladly share My kine and fleecy store Oh grad mo croide mo cailin og She's Molly Bán a Stór Two turtle doves above my head Sat courting on a bough I envied them their happiness To see them bill and coo Such fondness once for me was shown But now alas tis o'er Oh grad mo croide mo cailin og She's Molly Bán a Stór Then fare thee well my Molly dear Thy loss I e'er shall mourn While life remains in my fond heart T'will beat for thee alone Though thou art false may Heaven on thee Tis choicest blessings pour Oh grad mo croide mo cailin og She's Molly Bán a Stór
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