Young Molly was handsome and pretty I dressed and put on me new coat And off to the mainland to meet her Myself and the small rowing boat I hadn't gone more than a furlong When holes in the bottom did sproat A big wave came up and capsized me Myself and the small rowin' boat Well up came a great big sea serpent He was forty feet long now or more He had one look at seldom features And offered to take me ashore "Oh where are you goin' in such weather?" "I was going courtin' Molly,"says I. "For there's no young ones left on the island So how's a young man to get by?" Why don't you and Molly get married And then you can both stay at home For it's better to suffer in marriage Than cathin' your d**h in the cold Well tonight I will ask her to marry I'm hopin' that she will agree for I'd rather be poor and be married Than riskin' me life on the sea Come up the stairs, up the stairs, Come up the stairs, Molly O Come up the stairs, Come up the stairs, Bring somethin‘ to warm me old bones (It's yourself could be warmin'me bones)