A Night at Molly's Bar

Hey, hey! I wandered into Molly's Bar, just as the

sun went down. The fiddle played, the glasses clinked, the best pub in the town.

I ordered up a pint or two, perhaps a dram or three.

And soon I found my voice was loud in perfect harmony. Oh,

raise your glass and sing with me. A toast to friends and cheer.

In Molly's Bar, both near and far, all troubles disappear. With whiskey neat

and stout so sweet, we'll dance the night away. In songs and

tales and hearty ales, until the break of day. Oh,