When first I came to Ireland some pleasure for to find

It's there I spied a damsel fair, 'twas pleasing to my mind

Her rosy cheeks and sparklin' eyes like arrows pierced my breast

And I call her lovely Molly O', the lily of the west

One day as I was walkin' down by a shady grove

I spied a lord of high degree conversing with my love

She sang her song delightfully while I was sore oppressed

Saying I've been a dupe [I bid adieu?] to Molly O', the lily of the west

Well, I stepped up with my rapier and my dagger in my hand

And I dragged him from my false love and boldly I 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

A flaw was in my indictment found and that soon had me free

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-rowin' I will go

I ramble through old Ireland and travel Scotland o'er

Though she thought to swear my life away she still disturbs my rest,

I still must style her, Molly O', the lily of the west.