Courting Is a Pleasure Songtext
von Jarlath Henderson

Courting is a pleasure
Between my love and I;
And it′s down in yonder valleys
I will meet her by and by.

It's down in yonder valley
She is my heart′s delight:
"It's with you, lovely Molly,
I will stay till the broad daylight."

Going to church on Sunday,
My love she passed me by.
I knew her mind was altered
By the roving of her eye.

I knew her mind was altered
By a lad of high degree:
"Oh Molly, lovely Molly,
Your looks have wounded me."


I then took out a bottle
And I held it in my hand,
Saying, "Here's a glass, dear Molly,
For our courtship is at an end."

"So raise your glass, dear Molly,
Drink the bottle dry for me
For there are ten guineas wager,
That married we′ll ne′er be."

Oh never court a wee girl
With a dark and a roving eye.
Just kiss her and embrace her,
Never tell her the reason why.

Just kiss her and embrace her
Till you cause her heart to yield;
For a faint-hearted soldier
Never gained the battlefield.

Oh Farewell, Ballymonie,
And to County Antrim, too
Likewise farewell my Molly
I will ne'er see you


America lies far away,
Across the ocean blue
And I′m bound for there, dear Molly
And again I'll ne′er see you