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Come all ye young fellas
That handle a gun
Beware of night rambling
By the setting of the sun
And beware of an accident
That happened of late
To young Molly Ban
And sad was her fate
She was going to her uncle's
When a shower came on
She went under a green bush
The shower to shun
Her white apron wrapped around her
He took her for a swan
But a hush and sigh
T'was his own Molly Ban
He quickly ran to her
And found she was dead
And there on her bosom
Many soaked tears he shed
He ran home to his father
With his gun in his hand
Saying “Father dear father
I have shot Molly Ban”
Come all ye young fellas
That handle a gun
Beware of night rambling
By the setting of the sun
And beware of an accident
That happened of late
To young Molly Ban
And sad was her fate
She was going to her uncle's
When a shower came on
She went under a green bush
The shower to shun
Her white apron wrapped around her
He took her for a swan
But a hush and sigh
T'was his own Molly Ban
He quickly ran to her
And found she was dead
And there on her bosom
Many soaked tears he shed
He ran home to his father
With his gun in his hand
Saying “Father dear father
I have shot Molly Ban”
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