Kathleen Songtext
von The Mollys

Twas early Sunday morning as I lay in me bed
I felt a cold dampness in the covers round me head
I looked up towards the ceiling, the sun was shining through
Somehow in the nighttime I had lost me bloody roof
I then got out of bed for to put some trousers on
Twas now that I noticed that half me clothes were gone
I thought I′d have a cup of tea and think about me lot
But I couldn't find a kettle and I couldn′t find a pot

Kathleen, Kathleen, now I have seen
She'll have no more of my jack (hep!)
She's taken half the things I own
And strapped them to her back
She offed me with me dining table
She offed me with me working clothes
I haven′t a canny notion
Just what she′ll do with those


I went to see me neighbor who's up before the dawn
To see if he′d a notion about these goings on
He looked at me so tenderly and poured me a wee dram
Says "I'm hating to be telling you but nonetheless I am"
"It′s just before the daybreak I went to check me still"
"I seen the girl you're living with a′climbing up the hill"
"She had a pack upon her back a'picking through the rocks"
"And she and your old milking goat were dragging a big box"

Kathleen, Kathleen, now I have seen
She'll have no more of my jack (hep!)
She′s taken half the things I own
And strapped them to her back
She offed with me roofing shingles
She offed with me milking goat
She offed with all me pots and pans
And didn′t leave a note

Kathleen she did the washing, the cooking, and the floors
She used to tend the garden and she'd all the easy chores
And though she was a wee bit fat I′d let her share me bed
And if she wasn't happy well you think she might′ve said
Kathleen she took me best years I'm running short of time
I still may find another though I know I′m past me prime
But still at church each morning I wear me very best
I hope to find myself a girl who wants a little less


Kathleen, Kathleen, now I have seen
She'll have no more of my jack (hep!)
She's taken half the things I own
And strapped them to her back
She offed with me mother′s kettle
She offed with me firewood
And all of that from a wee girl
I used to think was good