There was a fair young lady so lately I've been
told She lived with her uncle, the cause of all
her woes; Her uncle had a ploughboy, which Mollie
liked quite well And in her uncle's garden their
tender love did tell.

So early one morning this old man he arose And at
Mollie's room door he hastened on his clothes,
Saying, " Arise you handsome female, and
married you shall be For the squire is a-waiting
on the banks of sweet Dundee.

"A fig to all your squires, to lord and Jews
likewise, For William 'pears like diamonds
a-glittering in my eyes." "You never
shall have Willie, nor happy shall you be For I
mean to banish Willie from the banks of sweet
Dundee."

The first crowd came on Willie when he was all
alone, He fought full hard for his liberty, but
there were eight to one; "Pray kill me
now," says Willie, "Pray kill me
now," says he "For I'd rather die for
Mollie on the banks of sweet Dundee."

As Mollie was walking, lamenting for her love She
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grove. "Stand off, stand off!" says
Mollie, "Stand off, you man," says she,
"For I'd rather die for Willie on the banks
of sweet Dundee."

He threw his arms around her and crushed her to
the ground, There she spied two pistols and a
sword beneath his morning-gown; The pistols she
slipped slyly, and the sword she used free She
shot and killed the squire on the banks of sweet
Dundee.

Her uncle overheard them, come hastening to the
grove Saying, "You've killed the wealthy
squire, prepare for your death-blow,"
"Stand off, stand off!" says Mollie,
"Stand off, you man, says she," So the
trigger drew and her uncle slew on the banks of
sweet Dundee.

The doctor being sent for, he knew that they were
killed Also there came a lawyer to write the old
man's will. He willed his gold to Mollie, because
she fought so free Then closed his eyes to write
no more on the banks of sweet Dundee