I'm always drunk and I'm seldom sober I'm constant rovin' from town to town Ah, but I'm old now, my sporting's over So, Molly, a store, won't you lay me down Just lay my head on a keg of brandy It is my fancy, I do declare For while I'm drinkin', I'm always thinkin' On lovely Molly from the County Clare For the ripest apple is the soonest rotten And the warmest love is the soonest cold And a young man's fancy is soon forgotten So beware young maids and don't make so bold Just lay my head on a keg of brandy It is my fancy, I do declare For while I'm drinkin', I'm always thinkin' On lovely Molly from the County Clare It's youth and folly makes young men marry And makes them tarry a long, long day What can't be cured, love, must be endured love So farewell darling, I'm going away Just lay my head on a keg of brandy It is my fancy, I do declare For while I'm drinkin', I'm always thinkin' On lovely Molly from the County Clare