Miss Molly

Oh, have you seen Miss Molly?
Her cheeks are rosy red
Her lips are soft as satin and they taste like gingerbread
Oh, Oh, Oh, me, oh, my Miss Molly I’m in love with you
Oh, me, oh, my Miss Molly won’t you say you love me too
Now when Miss Molly’s smiling the sun is dim a spell
And when she laughs her voice is like a little silver bell
I’ll trade my horse and saddle
Cow driving I’ll resign
If only Miss Molly will say that she’ll be mine
Now listen dear Miss Molly I’ve told you this before
And even though I told you so I’ll tell you just once more