One of my favorite television shows is Jakers! The Adventures of Piggley Winks, which focuses on the lives of several youngsters in an idealized fifties-era rural Ireland. Here, I appropriate the traditional Irish ballad Molly Malone for a song about Piggley's little sister.
Molly Alone
In emerald Tara,
Where the weather is fair,
Is a lovely young lassie
Named Molly, alone.
She sits on the green hill
And watches the sheep till
Piggley, Ferny and Dannan
Arrive, arrive-oh.
Arrive, arrive-oh,
Arrive, arrive-oh,
Piggley, Ferny and Dannan
Arrive, arrive-oh.
Well, Molly is younger,
And she has a hunger
For goin' wherever her brother can go.
But she's a wee lass still,
So she just holds fast till
Piggley, Ferny and Dannan
Arrive, arrive-oh.
Arrive, arrive-oh,
Arrive, arrive-oh,
Piggley, Ferny and Dannan
Arrive, arrive-oh.
When no one is over,
She rolls in the clover
And she dreams of the day
When at last she'll be grown.
She mopes for a while then
Breaks into a smile when
Piggley, Ferny and Dannan
Arrive, arrive-oh.
Arrive, arrive-oh,
Arrive, arrive-oh,
Piggley, Ferny and Dannan
Arrive, arrive-oh.
Her brother's a weaver
Of tales she believes.
Her young soul is naive,
And she's pure to the bone.
But when she feels discarded,
She cries out, downhearted,
"Piggley, Ferny and Dannan,
Arrive, arrive-oh!
Arrive, arrive-oh,
Arrive, arrive-oh,
Piggley, Ferny and Dannan,
Arrive, arrive-oh!"
Molly Malone
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