We call them both “alanna,”
Then young Columba, he’s the gentle dove;
And last of all Victoria,
She’s not the one to frighten ye,
For she’s the youngest one, the one ye’ll love.
Chorus
Oh, would ye learn to count the young Malones?
Ye’ve only just to trip it two by two;
Of couples there’s a many,
At Malone’s in old Kilkenny,