One starry night as I lay sleeping.
One starry night as I lay in bed.
I dreamed I heard the wagon wheels a-creeping.
When I awoke.
My love had fled.

I'll search the highways, likewise the by-ways.
I'll search the boreens.
The camping places too.
I will enquire all of our people.
Have they tide or tidings or sign of you.

For it's many the mile, love,
With you I travelled,
And many the hour, love,
With you I spent.
I thought our love would last forever,
but now I find, love, you were only lent.

Now I'm drunk today,
But oft times I'm sober,
A handsome rover from town to town
Now I'm sick and my days are numbered,
Molly Bawn astoreen,
Come and lay me down.

From memory