Donnybrook Fair - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
DONNYBROOK FAIR. Tune- "Limerick Fair." 
Now it was a Monday morning, In the pleasant month of May, As myself I took a jolly ride With charming Molly Gray, Whose eyes shone like the stars, And her cheeks were like the row; I'll tell you all about it. Just as my story goes. 
Chorus. But as I drive my jaunting car, I drive away dull care, And never can forget the day We went to Donnybrook fair; And never can forget the day We went to Donnybrook fair. 
Arrah! Molly had on her Sunday gown. And I my Sunday coat; It was in my breeches pocket I had a one pound note, With an odd few shillings or so, And the whip was in ray hand; She jumped upon my Irish car, And away we drove so grand.-Chorus. 
But Molly and me both agreed To become man and wife, So the best we try in every way To be happy all our life; Or should the "times be good or bad, We drive away dull care. We never shall forget the day We went to Donnybrook fair.-Chorus. 
So fill your glasses full, my friends. And give one toast with me: Here's success to dear old Ireland, The bright gem of the sea! Let us hope the day is drawing nigh, And may we live to see That poor, down-trodden emerald isle A land of liberty.-Chorus.