Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Spillane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Spillane
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Reynolds
Producer
Tim Oliver
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Rise up, lovely Molly
The frost is all over
Banish misfortune and away we go
Some say that I'm foolish and more say I'm wise
There is a small enchanted glen that I know
Apples in winter, banish misfortune
Oh, love, 'tis a cold frozen night and I am covered in snow
As I strayed out on a foggy morning, in
Harvest, the morning star, the mountain road
Over high, high hills and lofty mountains
On a long, long summer's day, along with my love I'll go
If all the young maidens were black birds and thrushes
All the young men would be beating the bushes
Numbers I've courted and kissed in my time
I will visit my love on the mountain
Last night, I dreamt of my own true love, the blackberry blossom
Rise up, lovely Molly
Over high, high hills and lofty mountains
On a long, long summer's day along, with my love I go
Rise up, lovely Molly
The frost is all over
Banish misfortune and away we go
Some say that I'm foolish and more say I'm wise
There is a small enchanted glen that I know
Apples in winter, contentment is wealth
Oh, love, 'tis a cold frozen night and I am covered in snow
As I strayed out on a foggy morning, in
Harvest the morning star, the mountain road
Over high, high hills and lofty mountains
On a long, long summer's day, along with my love I go
Rise up, lovely Molly
The frost is all over
Banish misfortune and away we go
Some say that I'm foolish and more say I'm wise
Written by: John Spillane
