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The Curse Of Molly McPhee (feat. Laura Cantrell)

from Settler by Malcolm MacWatt

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lyrics

There once was a lass called Molly MacPhee and she came came from my home town
Her hair was black as the northern sky and her eyes were a bonny nut brown
And when she smiled she could turn the coldest winter to high summer
Oh Molly McPhee will you marry me for I cannot love another

The single men and the married men all wanted her the same
And the preacher lusted after her much to his mortal shame
One by one she turned them down and they could not understand
Why a woman would want to live without the guidance of a man

Molly McPhee was a witch some said and the rumours spread like fire
Her dark charms could snare your heart and fill it with desire
Her bed’s a certain road to hell where your soul will never return
Oh Molly McPhee will you marry me my soul already burns

CH: Molly oh Molly won’t you come away let’s leave this place right now
The men are making a gallows rope the same men you turned down
If you’re a witch I can live with it we’ll dance ‘neath a Halloween moon
Molly oh Molly come away with me and come away real soon

But Molly McPhee stood her ground and said this is my home
And I’ll not run like a thief she said for I’ve done nothing wrong
And if I’m the devil’s daughter as this holy preacher claims
Then why does he come round begging for me to lift my skirts for him

That’s a lie, a lie the preacher screams oh people can’t you see
This witch has cast her demon’s spell to catch my sacred seed
And all the men looked at the ground and said the preacher’s right
Let’s hang this bitch, aye she’s a witch, let’s hang the girl tonight

So they dragged Molly to the hanging tree and there they strung her high
The women cut her long black hair and the crows plucked out her eyes
And some still say if you stand beneath the tree and listen well (you’ll hear)
Remember me I’m Molly McPhee and I’ll marry you all in hell

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from Settler, released November 25, 2021
Vocals by Laura Cantrell

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Malcolm MacWatt London, UK

“MacWatt will doubtless be considered among the best of the new breed of folksingers and songwriters, who speak of the past as a way to perhaps understand it and move forward” Stephen Rapid, Lonesome Highway

“He shines as a singer and he shines as an interpreter of the eternal folk songbook,” Tom Brosseau, The Great American Folk Show, North Dakota
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