American Old Time Song Lyrics: 26 Katie Molloy
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 26
Copyright, l890. by Frank Harding.
Words and Music by Arthur West.
In the vale of Avoca the sweet waters meet,
And not far away from the shore
Is a neat little colleen whose smile is so sweet,
As she stands by the old cabin door;
She's waiting for me and anxious she'll be,
To mother the good news I've carried;
Yes, boys, it is true what I'm telling to you,
To-morrow we're going to be married.
She's fair, fair as the morning, when her face I see,
All this world seems brighter, for she's all the world to me;
And our love is but dawning, and I'm filled with joy.
There's not a girl in all this world can equal sweet Katie Molloy.
When the sun goes to rest my sweet Katie will wait
Till I come for my last single kits;
And I'll bid her good-night at the old cabin gate,
To-morrow brings nothing but bliss,
May the little birds sing as I put on the ring,
And the piper his merry tune whining;
May to-morrow be gay, for it's my wedding day.
And her eyes like the sun brightly shining.- Chorus.
She brings me a fortune will last me for life.
But that is not plenty of pelf;
But the dearest of treasures is a sweet little wife,
And that is her dear little self;
The jewels she's got are certainly not
Like those in a queen's crown entwining;
Oh, no! they're more rare, it's her glossy brown hair.
And her eyes full of love clear and shining.-Chorus.