Courting Is A Pleasure - Eliza Carthy

Written by：Nic Jones

Courting is a pleasure

Between my love and I

Down in yon green valley

I'll meet her by and by

It was down in yon green valley

She is my heart's delight

Molly lovely Molly

I will stay till broad daylight

Going to church last Sunday

My true love she passed me by

I knew her mind was altered

By the roving of her eye

Well I knew her mind was altered

To a lad of high degree

Molly lovely Molly

Your looks have wounded me

Up came her love Willy

With a bottle in his hand

Saying

Drink this lovely Molly

For our love will never stand

Saying

Drink this lovely Molly

Let the bottle flask go free

Ten guineas I'll wager

That married we near shall be

Never marry a fair young maid

With a dark and a roving eye

Just you kiss her and you embrace her

Never tell her the reason why

Just you kiss her and you embrace her

Till you 'cause her heart to yield

For a faint hearted soldier

Will never gain the field

Farewell Ballymonie

Likewise the sweet Bann shore

Farewell unto McCusky braes

Will I never see more

America lies far away

That land I will go see

And may all bad luck attend the one

Who parted my love and me