Come all ye young fellows
That handle a gun
Beware of night rambling
By the setting of the sunAnd beware of an accident
That happened of late
To young Molly Bn
And sad was her fateShe was going to her uncles
When a shower came on
She went under a green bush
The shower to shunHer white apron wrapped around her
He took her for a swan
But a hush and a sigh
T'was his own Molly BnHe quickly ran to her
And found she was dead
And there on her bosom
Many salt tears he shedHe ran home to his father
With his gun in his hand
Saying "Father dear father
I have shot Molly Bn"Her white apron wrapped around her
He took her for a swan
But a hush and a sigh
T'was his own Molly BnHe roamed near the place
Where his true love she was slain
He wept bitter tears
But his cries were in vainAs he look on the lake
A swan glided by
And the sun slowly sank
In the gray ol' sky
Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.