Out of the Window

This is the traditional song on which
She Moved Through the Fair was based.
Paddy Tunny recorded a version on his
Topic album The Irish Edge.



I once had a wee lassie and I loved her well;
I loved her far better than my tongue can tell;
Her parents dislike me for my want of years,
So adieu to all pleasure since I lost my dear.

Then I dreamt last night that my love came in
And she walked up so soft that her feet made no din,
I thought that she spoke and these words she did say:
"It won't be long love now till our wedding day."

Then according to promise at midnight I rose
And found nothing there but the downfolded clothes,
The sheets they were empty as plain as you see,
And out of the window with another went she.

"Oh,it's Molly,lovely Molly,what's this you have done?
Have you pulled up the thistle,left the red rose behind?
The thistle will wither and decay away soon,
And the red rose will flourish in the gay month of June."

If I was a fisherman down by the seaside,
And Molly a salmon coming in on the tide,
I would cast out my net and catch her in a snare;
I would have lovely Molly, I vow and declare.

Oh, if I was an eagle and had two wings to fly,
I would fly to my true love and there I would die;
In a bed of green ivy I would lay myself down,
With my true folded wings I'd my true love surround.
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