Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
Molly Brannigan
Am |
Em |
B7 |
Em |
Ma'am dear, did ye |
never hear of |
pretty Molly |
Brannigan |
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G |
Am |
B7 |
Em |
In |
throth, then, she's left me and I'll |
never |
be a |
man again |
Am |
Em |
B7 |
Em |
Not a spot on my |
hide will a |
summer's sun e'er |
tan again |
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G |
D7 |
G |
Since |
Molly's gone and left me here alone |
for to |
die |
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C |
G |
The place where my heart was you'd |
aisy rowl a |
turnip in |
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Am |
Em |
'Tis as l |
arge as all |
Dublin, |
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Am |
Em |
and from |
Dublin to the |
Divil's glen; |
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Am |
G |
If she |
wish'd to take a |
nother, |
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Am |
B7 |
Em |
sure she |
might have |
left mine |
back again, |
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G |
D7 |
G |
And |
not have gone and left me here alone |
for to |
die |
Ma'am dear, I remember
when the milking time was past and gone,
We strolled thro' the meadow,
and she swore I was the only one
That ever she could love, but oh! the base and cruel one
For all that she's left me here alone for to die.
Ma'am dear, I remember
when coming home the rain began,
I wrapt my frieze-coat round her
and ne'er a waistcoat had I on;
And my shirt was rather fine-drawn,
but oh! the false and cruel one,
For all that she's left me here alone for to die.
The left side of my carcase '
is as weak as water gruel, ma'am,
There's not a pick upon my bones,
since Molly's proved so cruel, ma'am;
Oh! if I had a blunder gun, I'd go and fight a duel. madam
For sure I'd better shoot myself than live here to die
I'm cool and determined as any salamander, ma'am
Won't you come to my wake
when I go the long meander, ma'am?
I'll think myself as valiant
as the famous Alexander, ma'am,
When I hear ye cryin' o'er me, "Arrah! why did ye die
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