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No. 34 - Song - Fairfax - Molly mine
| Fairfax: | Here among the flowers, Molly mine, Minutes go like hours, Shade or shine; By the golden grating Where you pine, Idle I am waiting, Molly mine. Molly, Molly, I have strayed in folly, Far from you, My darling true, And left you waiting here; Ah, forget and pardon, Make my heart the garden Where there blows My English rose, My Molly, Molly dear. |
| You distrusted me girl, Molly mine, Turned a mimicted girl, Fair and fine; Now, too late the danger You divine, Captured by a stranger, Molly mine. Molly, Molly, Played with like a dolly, Just a toy To be the joy Of one you hate and fear; That you shall be never, Mine you are for ever, True and tried My English bride, My Molly, Molly dear. |
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Page modified 4 December 2016