Keg Of Brandy

D E F#m I'm always drunk and I'm seldom sober, E A D A I'm constant rovin' from town to town; D E F#m Ah, but I'm old now, my sporting's over, D E F#m So, Molly, a stór, would you lay me down. E D E F#m Just lay my head on a keg of brandy, E A D E It is my fancy, I do declare; A D B For when I'm drinkin', I'm always thinkin', F#m D A On lovely Molly from the County Clare. D E F#m The ripest apple is the soonest rotten, E A D A And the warmest love is the soonest cold; D E F#m And a young man's fancy is soon forgotten, D E F#m So beware, young maids, don't make so bold. E D E F#m Just lay my head on a keg of brandy, E A D E It is my fancy, I do declare; A D B For when I'm drinkin', I'm always thinkin', F#m D A On lovely Molly from the County Clare. D E F#m It's youth and folly make a young man wasting, E A D A And it makes him tarry a long, long day; D E F#m What can't be cured, love, must be endured, love, D E F#m So farewell, darling, I'm going away. E D E F#m Just lay my head on a keg of brandy, E A D E It is my fancy, I do declare; A D B For when I'm drinkin', I'm always thinkin', F#m D A On lovely Molly from the County Clare.