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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Mark Knopfler
Guitare
Martin Fay
Violon folklorique
Seán Keane
Violon folklorique
Kevin Conneff
Bodhrán
Matt Molloy
Flûte
Paddy Moloney
Cornemuse irlandaise
Derek Bell
Harpe
Paul Brady
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Mark Knopfler
Arrangement
Paddy Moloney
Arrangement
Paul Brady
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Paddy Moloney
Production
Brian Masterson
Ingénierie
Alistair McMillan
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
When first I came to Ireland
Some pleasure for to find
It's there I spied a damsel fair
Most pleasing to my mind
Her rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes
Like arrows pierced my breast
They call her lovely Molly O
The Lily of the West
One day as I was walking
Down by a shady grove
I espied a Lord of high degree
Conversing with my love
She sang a song delightful
While I was sore oppressed
Saying "I bid adieu to Molly O
The Lily of the West..."
I stepped up with my rapier
And my dagger in my hand
And dragged him from my false love
And boldly bid him stand
But being mad with desperation
I swore I'd pierce his breast
I was then deceived by Molly O
The Lily of the West
I then did stand my trial
And boldly I did plead
A flaw was in my indictment found
And that soon had me freed
That beauty bright I did adore
The judge did her address
"Now go, you faithless Molly O
The Lily of the West."
Now that I've gained my liberty
A-roving I will go
I'll ramble through old Ireland
And travel Scotland o'er
Tho' she thought to swear my life away
She still disturbs my rest
I still must style her Molly O
The Lily of the West
Writer(s): Paul Joseph Gerald Mary Brady, Paddy Moloney, Mark Knopfler
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