Oh, Its down in Kilkenny where the boys are all makin'
And poor Jimmy Murphy from the Island was taken.
Its a rare bonnie lass from the East to Donpatrick
Could entice poor Jimmy Murphy from the green mossy banks of
Sweet Smithermock, Smithermock, a feast, a feast, afoule
A roule, a roule, a roule, a roule, a roule,
Fog ray fol da riddle ley fo, rey fol the riddle ley do.
Oh tomorrow's the day he will walk through the city
With his hands tied behind him and he asks for no pity.
He has to be hung but it's not for sheep stealing
It's for courting of the pretty girls with his whole heart availing.
He has to be hung in the middle of the city
For courting of the pretty girls, which is a great pity.