Nothing Left

Lilly Of The West

When first I came to Ireland Some pleasure for to find
It's there I spied a damsel fair Most pleasing to my mind
Her rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes
Like arrows pierced my breast
They call her lovely Molly O The Lily of the West

One day as I was walking Down by a shady grove
I espied a Lord of high degree Conversing with my love
She sang a song delightful
While I was sore oppressed
Saying "I bid adieu to Molly O The Lily of the West..."

I stepped up with my rapier And my dagger in my hand
And dragged him from my false love And boldly bid him stand
But being mad with desperation
I swore I'd pierce his breast
I was then deceived by Molly O The Lily of the West

I then did stand my trial And boldly I did plead
A flaw was in my indictment found And that soon had me freed
That beauty bright I did adore
The judge did her address
"Now go, you faithless Molly O The Lily of the West."

Now that I've gained my liberty A-roving I will go
I'll ramble through old Ireland And travel Scotland o'er
Tho' she thought to swear my life away
She still disturbs my rest
I still must style her Molly O The Lily of the West