How sweet ’tis to roam by the sunny Suir stream,

And hear the dove’s coo ‘neath the morning’s sunbeam.

Where the thrush and the robin their sweet notes combine

On the banks of the Suir that flows down by Mooncoin.

Flow on, Lovely River, flow gently along,

By your waters so sweet sounds the lark’s merry song.

On your green banks I’ll wander where first I did join

With you, lovely Molly, the Rose of Mooncoin.

Oh Molly, dear Molly, has the time come at last,

When from you, dear Molly, from you I must part?

But I’ll think of you, Molly, while the Summer sun shines

On the banks of the Suir that flows down by Mooncoin.