Old Molley Means

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Old Molley Means

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Old Molly Means was a hag and a witch; Chile of the devil, the dark, and sitch Her heavy hair hung thick in ropes And her blazing eyes was black as picch Imp at three and wench at 'leben She counted her husbands to the number seben O Molly, Molly, Molly Means There goes the ghost of Molly Means Some say she was born with a veil on her face So she could look through unnatural space Through the future and through the past And charm a body or an evil place And every man could well dеspise The evil look in hеr coal black eyes Old Molly, Molly, Molly Means Dark is the ghost of Molly Means And when the tale begun to spread Of evil and of holy dread: Her black-hand arts and her evil powers How she could cast her spells and called the dead The younguns was afraid at night And the farmers feared their crops would blight Old Molly, Molly, Molly Means Cold is the ghost of Molly Means Then one dark day she put a spell On a young gal-bride just come to dwell In the lane just down from Molly's shack And when her husband come riding back His wife was barking like a dog And on all fours like a common hog O Molly, Molly, Molly Means Where is the ghost of Molly Means? The neighbors come and they went away And said she'd die before break of day But her husband held her in his arms And swore he'd break the wicked charms; He'd search all up and down the land And turn the spell on Molly's hand O Molly, Molly, Molly Means Sharp is the ghost of Molly Means So he rode all day and he rode all night And at the dawn he come in sight Of a man who said he could move the spell And cause the awful thing to dwell On Molly Means, to bark and bleed Till she died at the hands of her evil deed Old Molly, Molly, Molly Means This is the ghost of Molly Means Sometimes at night through the shadowy trees She rides along on a winter breeze You can hear her holler and whine and cry Her voice is thin and her moan is high And her cackling laugh or her barking cold Bring terror to the young and old O Molly, Molly, Molly Means Lean is the ghost of Molly Means

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  • Margaret Walker