X: 1
T: Moll Roe / The Wheels of the World (G major) / Mall Rua / Máire Rua / Red Haired Mary
C: traditional
O: Ireland
R: Slip Jig
Z: transcribed and arranged by Frank Weber
S: learned from bouzouki player and singer Tim Gray in 2005
N: there are several different lyrics to this air, e.g. "The Wheels of the World"
D: 1976: De Dannan: The 3rd Irish Folk Festival in Concert, Vol. 1
D: 1991: Eliot Grasso: A New Dawn, Uilleann Piping, Another Generation (Compilation)
D: 1994: Robbie Hannan: The Drones and the Chanters, Vol. 2 (Compilation)
D: 1996: Maire Breatnach Band: Irish Folk Festival - Celtic Roots and Celtic Moods
D: 1997: Gay McKeon: Irish Piping Tradition
D: 1997: Revolver: Basico 2
D: 1997: Alasdair Gillies: The Piping Centre 1996 - Recital Series, Vol. 1
D: 1998: McNamara Family: Leitrim's Hidden Treasure
D: 1999: Hanz Araki: Traditional Irish Music
D: 1999: The Gallowglass Céilíband: Irish Dancing Time
D: 2001: Dónal Maguire: Gilded Chains and Sordid Affluence (song and piping version)
D: 2005: Declan Masterson: Heartland
D: 2006: Dean Magraw & John Williams: Raven
D: 2006: Dónal Maguire: Michael Davitt - The Forgotten Hero? (song version)
D: 2008: Frankie Gavin, Rick Epping & Tim Edey: Jiggin' the Blues
D: 2010: Frankie Gavin & De Danann: Jigs, Reels and Rock n' Roll
D: 2005: Martin McCormack: Uilleann Pipes and Whistles
D: 2006: Carol Ashton: A Children's Ceilidh
D: 2009: Frank Harte & Dónal Lunny: 1798 The First Year of Liberty (song version)
D: 2010: Marla Fibish, Erin Shrader & Richard Mandel: Three Mile Stone
D: 2012: Shelta: Four Men and a Girl
D: 2013: The Ned Devines: Live at Finnegan's Wake
D: 2013: Iain Goodwin & Tim Gray: As the Crow Flies (Song version)
D: 2014: Rose Clancy & Brendan Dolan: Fiddle - Piano - Bass
D: 2014: Craobh Rua: I'd Understand You If I Knew What You Meant
D: 2016: Rosie O'Leary, Alan O'Leary, Clare O'Leary: It Was Great Altogether! The Continuing Tradition of Irish Music in London
D: 2017: Chris McMullan: Uilleann Tales
D: 2017: Cordeen: Musical Bridge
D: 2017: Ciana: Rubicon
D: 2017: New York Studio of Irish Step Dance: Dance the Town Green
N: Chords: | G  -  D  | G  -  C   |
N:         | G  -  D  | G  D  G  :|
N:         | G  C  D  | G  D  C   |
N:         | G  C  D  | G  D  G  :|
M: 9/8
L: 1/8
Q: 1/4=170
K: G major % 1 sharp
N:
N: Tune only:
N: ==========
N: F | DGG GAG FGA | ~B3 GAB c2A  |
N:     DGG GAG FGA | BGB cAF G2  :|
N: B | ded cAG FGA | ded cAB c2A  |
N:     ded cAG FGA | BGB cAF G2  :|
N:
N: Tune with Chords:
N: =================
F | "G" DGG     GAG "D" FGA | "G" ~B3     GAB "C" c2A  |
    "G" DGG     GAG "D" FGA | "G" BGB "D" cAF "G" G2  :|
B | "G" ded "C" cAG "D" FGA | "G" ded "D" cAB "C" c2A  |
    "G" ded "C" cAG "D" FGA | "G" BGB "D" cAF "G" G2  :|
N:
N: there are several different lyrics to this air, e.g. "The Wheels of the World"
N:
W: Come all ye true sons of Erin, attend to these few nimble lines
W: I'll sing you a song about spinning, it was a good trade in its time.
W: Some they spun worsted and yarn, others they spun flax and tow
W: By experience, my friends, you can learn how the wheels of the world how they go.
W:
W: William Pitt he was a great spinner, and so was Lord Castlereagh.
W: They spun the Union for Ireland to England they shipped it away.
W: Poor Pitt spun out his existence, then took a long trip on a boat.
W: Then Lord Castlereagh saved the distance,by cutting the rim of his throat.
W:
W: Napolean he was a great spinner, he freedom did always advance.
W: Over deserts and high lofty mountains, he marched the brave sons of France.
W: Old Wellington he went a-spinning, his wheels they were at Waterloo;
W: But if Grouchy had never been bribed, thr French would have split him in two.
W:
W: John Mitchell the true son of Erin, declared that a spinner he'd be.
W: He set all the wheels in motion, his dear native land to set free.
W: But John Bull that crafty old tyrant, at spinning he was fully bent.
W: And to Van Dieman's Land the sons of old Ireland were sent.
W:
W: The factory owners are spinning, ther wheels are turning away.
W: And now they are wanting their hands to work thirteen hours a day.
W: They don't give a fig for the poor, they heed not the sighs or the moans,
W: Don't give a pin if you work 'til you spin all the flesh off your bones.
W:
W: The rich they are all famous spinners, of that we are all very sure.
W: They are always contriving a sceme to crush down the rights of the poor.
W: So if you're compelled to go spinning, let each of your spindles be steel.
W: Let liberty then be your motto, and glory will turn your big wheel.