Molly dear, now did you hear the news that's goin' around?
Down in a corner of my heart, a love is what you've found,
And every time I look into your Irish eyes so blue,
They seem to whisper, "Darlin' boy, I love you."

CHO: Oh Molly, my Irish Molly, my sweet acushla dear,
I'm fairly off my trolley, My Irish Molly, when you are near.
Springtime, you know, is ring time. Come, dear, and don't be slow.
Change your name. Go out with the game.
Begorra, wouldn't I do the same, My Irish Molly-O?

Molly dear, now did you hear? I furnished up my flat:
Three little cosy rooms with bath and a welcome on the mat.
It's five pounds down and two a week. We'll soon be out of debt.
It's all complete except they haven't brought the cradle yet. CHO.

Molly dear, now did you hear what all the neighbours say
About the hundred sovereigns you have safely stowed away?
They say that's why I love you. Ah, but Molly, that's a shame.
If you had only ninety-nine, I'd love you just the same. CHO.

Sorry I can not give you the tunes.
Anne