I wish I was in London, Or some other depot town I'd set my foot in a steamboat, And sail the ocean 'round. While sailing around the ocean, While sailing around the sea, I'd think of handsome Molly, Wherever she might be.
Remember handsome Molly, When you gave me your right hand? And you said that if you ever married, That I'd be the man. Now you've broke your promise, Go marry whom you please, My poor heart is breaking, You're going at your ease.
She goes to church on Sunday, She passes me on by, I can tell her mind is changing, By the roving of her eye. Her hair is like a raven, Her eyes as black as coal. Her cheeks look like the lillies Out in the morning grown.