O, My name is Moll Malone
And I've no place to call my own
Some people call me sly and call me canny
I've known joy and I've known pain
I've faced sun and wind and rain
A Tinker's life is not the life of many.

And the road is long and wide
And misfortune haunts my side
My legs are getting old from constant roving
But my pride is nearly gone
And money have I none
And I hate to face the sunrise in the morning

And I could tell you of the day
When I was young and I was gay
A girl could roam the country in her own van
But now the people say
Come on tinker on your way
We do not like you messing with our homeland

Chorus

In those days so long ago,
When I met Johnny from Mayo,
Fair of face his eyes forever charmed me
But he couldn't bear the load
Of the long and dusty road
Now his grave lies on the hill outside Killarny

And I've met wise men in my time
And I've drunk the golden wine
I've rambled for the joy of just being moving
I've met good men I've met fools
But I always knew the rules
A tinker girl must always be a-moving

Chorus

And I know that one day soon
When the roadside is in bloom
I'll lay me down beneath the scented clover
For a girl can't always fight
On some lonely summer's night
I'll take a rest me rambling will be over

Chorus

From Lost Lady Found, by Firebrand, Kite's Nest Records, CDF 095
Firebrand are:
Miranda Sykes, vocals, Double bass
Imogen O'Rourke, Flute
Peter Miln, Fiddle, vocals
Daniel James, Cittern, vocals
John Harris, Electric and acoustic celtic harps, vocals
"This is a song that John learned from Alan Burke."

So it is a fair rewrite from Dan Malone (assuming it was that way round), but you can sing either to Moll's tune.