Mollie Charane, and Other Ballads

Transcribed from the 1913 Thomas J. Wise pamphlet by David Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org. Many thanks to Norfolk and Norwich Millennium Library, UK, for kindly supplying the images from which this transcription was made.
by GEORGE BORROW
London: printed for private circulation 1913
Copyright in the United States of America by Houghton , Mifflin & Co. for Clement Shorter .
“O, Mollie Charane, where got you your gold?” Lone, lone you have left me here. “O not in the curragh, deep under the mould.” Lone, lone, and void of cheer.
“O, Mollie Charane, where got you your stock?” Lone, lone you have left me here. “O not in the curragh from under a block.” Lone, lone, and void of cheer.
“O, Mollie Charane, where got you your goods?” Lone, lone you have left me here. “O not in the curragh from under two sods.” Lone, lone, and void of cheer.
Two pair of stockings, and one pair of shoes— Lone, lone you have left me here— For twenty-six years old Mollie did use. Lone, lone, and void of cheer.
His stockings were white, but his sandals, alack!— Lone, lone you have left me here— Were not of one colour, one white, t’other black. Lone, lone, and void of cheer.
One sandal was white and t’other dark brown— Lone, lone you have left me here;— But he’d two of one colour for kirk and for town. Lone, lone, and void of cheer.
“O, father, I really can’t walk by your side”— Lone, lone you have left me here— “If you go to the church in those sandals of hide.” Lone, lone, and void of cheer.
“O, daughter, my dear, if my brogues give you pain”— Lone, lone you have left me here— “There’s that in the coffer will make you look fain.” Lone, lone, and void of cheer.