The rose of Glenfin, song

Charlie McGonigle (James Eoghain), singing in English
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There dwells a fair female in Magherafin
Her name it is Molly and her praises I’ll sing
She is neat complete and handsome with snowy-white skin
She’s the star of armour or the flower of Glenfin.

When she rises in the morning to the garden she will go
And She will pull all those lilies far whiter than snow
But the lilies must wither and the thyme will come soon
And the lovely red roses in floweration will bloom

Don’t you mind lovely Molly when you gave me your hand
And swore on the bible that you would be mine
But it’s now you’ve gone and left me you broke all your vows
My blessing go with you fare you well a stór mo chroí.

My curse I’ll give daily to any young man
Who raises his affection too much on the one
For they’ll sit and drink with you till your money’s all gone
And then they’re away with some other man’s son.

see also   The rose of Glenfin / Corney McDaid