Come all you bold hunters That's hunting with gun,

voiceCollected by Max Hunter (H-6 ) For Mary C. Parler Transcribed by Frances Majors Sung by Mrs. Lucy Quigley Huntsville road, south of Eureka Springs, Arkansas June 3, 1958 Reel 249, Item 14 Molly Bondos Come all you bold hunters That's hunting with gun, Beware of all danger And of the damsel. Jimmy Randalls was a hunting And ar-hunting in the dark, When he shot his own true love And did not miss a mark. Then Jimmy run to her With his gun in his hand, Saying, "Molly, dearest Molly, I've taken your life, And I always intended To make you my wife." Then Jimmy went home With his gun in his hand, Saying, "Father, dearest Father, I killed Molly Von; With her apron round her shoulders, I took her for a fawn, But a-lissy , oh lassy It is for liolly Von." Then "Jimmy, my son," His father did say, "Stay in your own country, And don't run away. Stay in your own country Till the trial's at hand; You never will suffer By the laws of the land." Molly Bondos (Cont'd) Reel 249, Item 14 (Cont'd) At the first of Jimmy's trial, Molly's ghost did appear, Saying, "Uncle, dearest Uncle, Jimmy Randalls is clear. With my apron around my shoulders, He took me for a fawn, But a-lissy, oh lassie, It is for Holly Von." The girls of Liberry Were all mighty glad To hear the true tidings, Molly Bondo, her death. There were thousands upon thousands Placed him all in a row;, Molly Bondos stood amid them Like a mountain of snow.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation