Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
Karan Casey
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
(Chorus:)
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
(Chorus)
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
(Chorus)