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MOLLIE, O Mollie, it is for your sake alone That I leave my old parents, my house and my home, That I leave my old parents, you caused me to
roam,— I am a rabble soldier and Dixie is my home.
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds,
I know you of old,
You've robbed my poor pockets
Of silver and gold.
Whiskey, you villain,
You've been my downfall,
You've kicked me, you've cuffed me.
But I love you for all.
My foot's in my stirrup, my bridle's in my hand, I'm going to leave sweet Mollie, the fairest in the
land. Her parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor, They say I'm unworthy to enter her door.
They say I drink whiskey; my money is my own, And them that don't like me can leave me alone. I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry, And when I get thirsty I'll lay down and cry.
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