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Here's to that precious jewel, I'm sure I wish her well.
This girl was Miss Mollie Walker who fell in love
with me, She was a lovely Western girl, as lovely as could be, She was so tall, so handsome, so charming and so
fair, There is not a girl in this whole world with her I
She said my pockets would be lined with gold, hard
work then I'd leave o'er If I'd consent to live with her and say I'd roam no
more. My mind began to ramble and it grieved my poor
heart sore, To leave my darling girl, her to see no more.
I asked if it made any difference if I crossed o'er the
plains; She said it made no difference if I returned again. So we kissed, shook hands, and parted, I left that
girl behind. She said she'd prove true to me till death proved her
I rode in the town of Vagus, all in the public square; The mail coach had arrived, the post boy met me there.