Molly Bawn / Songs and Lyrics

Version 1

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W:1.
W:So come all you bold sportsmen
W:That carry a gun
W:For I will have you go home
W:By the light of the sun
W:For young Jimmy was a-fowling,
W:Was a-fowling alone
W:When he shot his own true-love
W:In the room of a swan.
W:.
W:2.
W:So then first he went to her,
W:And found it was she
W:He was shaking and tremb-e-ling,
W:His eyes scarce could see
W:So now you are dead, love,
W:And your sorrows are o'er Fare thee well, my dear Polly,
W:I shall see you no more.
W:Then home went young Jimmer
W:.
W:3.
W:With his dog and his gun
W:Saying: Uncle, dear Uncle,
W:Have you heard what I've done?
W:Cur-sed be this old gunsmith
W:That made me this gun
W:For I've shot my own true-love
W:In the form of a swan.
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W:4.
W:Then out came bold Uncle
W:With his locks hanging gray
W:Saying, Jimmer, dear Jimmer,
W:Don't you run away
W:Don't you leave your own count-e-rie
W:Til the trail comes on
W:For you ne'er shall be hanged
W:For the crime you has done.
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W:5.
W:Now the trial came on and
W:Pretty Polly appeared
W:Saying, Uncle, dear Uncle,
W:Let Jimmy go clear
W:For my apron was wrapped round me
W:When he took me for a swan
W:And his poor heart lay bleeding
W:For Polly his own.

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Song by Traditional
Country of origin: England
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