Molly Bond
Come all you young gallants that delight in a gun
Beware of your shooting at the setting of the sun
It happened one evening in a large shower of hail
When under a bower my love was concealed
He apron flew around her, I took her as a swan
And I shot my own darling at the setting of the sun
As I walked up to her and found it was she
My limbs they grew weary and my eyes couldn't see
The ring on her finger, most bitterly I cried
O Molly, if you were living, you'd've been my fond bride
Home to my father like lightning I did run
Saying Father, dearest father, do you know what I've done?
Her apron flew around her, I took her as a swan
And I shot my own darling at the setting of the sun
Her apron flew around her, I took her as a swan
And I shot my own darling, and where shall I run?
His father in the corner with his hair turning grey
O my dear Jimmy, don't you run away
Stay in this country until the trial comes on
You never shall be hung by the laws of this land
The day of the trial to the judge she appeared
As God is my witness young Jimmy must go clear
My apron flew around me, he took me as a swan
And I know his heart lies bleeding for his own Molly Bond
Beware of your shooting at the setting of the sun
It happened one evening in a large shower of hail
When under a bower my love was concealed
He apron flew around her, I took her as a swan
And I shot my own darling at the setting of the sun
As I walked up to her and found it was she
My limbs they grew weary and my eyes couldn't see
The ring on her finger, most bitterly I cried
O Molly, if you were living, you'd've been my fond bride
Home to my father like lightning I did run
Saying Father, dearest father, do you know what I've done?
Her apron flew around her, I took her as a swan
And I shot my own darling at the setting of the sun
Her apron flew around her, I took her as a swan
And I shot my own darling, and where shall I run?
His father in the corner with his hair turning grey
O my dear Jimmy, don't you run away
Stay in this country until the trial comes on
You never shall be hung by the laws of this land
The day of the trial to the judge she appeared
As God is my witness young Jimmy must go clear
My apron flew around me, he took me as a swan
And I know his heart lies bleeding for his own Molly Bond
Credits
Writer(s): Dp, Alan Prosser, Ian Telfer, Ian Kearey, John Longley Jones
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