Molly
(Feb. 14, 1909)

I have a girl and her name is Moll'
Jolly old Molly for me.
She's the jolliest girl of them all;
no one more jolly could be.

And when she teases me don't you know, at her I get very mad.
But she will smile up at me and say, "Don't treat your Mollies so bad.

Chorus
Molly, Molly, You'r' an awful Jolly;
but I love you true dear, you dear, Molly, Molly,
I'm clear off my trolley 'cause of love for you.
In the morning bright and early,
in the night time dear, that is when I dream of you.
Molly, Molly, though you are a jolly, I'm in love with you

One time I called on a Sunday night;
I was a feeling so fine.
And I told her that I would be true
if she would only be mine.

She only laughed in the same old way jolly old Molly was she
when I said "Molly come let us wed. She answered "None kid for me."