Old Thatched Pub
Old Thatched Pub
In an old thatched pub in Dunnsmore for at least 300 years
The townsfolk gathered nightly for laughter and for beers
The music it was lively, the laughter it was loud
You couldn’t find a finer place or meet a better crowd
Paddy’s on a barstool, his dogs lay at his feet
Molly was a barmaid, that’s how they chanced to meet
Paddy said he loved her, she said she loved him too
They pledged their love forever before the night was through
But Molly didn’t know that Paddy had a wife
And when she met dear Molly, she stabbed her with a knife
Paddy drinks alone now, his wife is doing time
Molly’s in the graveyard and for Molly we all pine
Let this be a lesson if you walk through that pub door
Share a pint and laughter but never nothing more
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