Charming Molly

Charming Molly, fair brisk and gay
Like nightingales in May
All round her eyelids young Cupids play
She has eyes so bright they shine
Black as any berry, cheeks like any cherry
Charming Molly with sparkling eyes.

Haw the swain do admire
And desire a pretty little girl
To hold her hand it burns like sparkling fire
In her face these things are seen:
Violets, roses, lillies and daffadown-dillies
Charming Molly she is all divine.

Surely there's no one loves a pretty woman
If she be not common
Surely such beauty most men admire
Surely there's no one can them despise
Because they are so pretty and they talk so witty
Charming Molly with sparkling eyes.

From the Copper Family Song Book
RG
Apr98