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Well, I wish I was in London, |
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Or some other seaport town |
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I'd put my foot on a steamboat |
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I'd sail the ocean 'round. |
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While sailing 'round the ocean, |
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While sailing 'round the sea |
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I'd think of handsome Molly |
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Wherever she might be. |
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Don't you remember, Molly |
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You gave me your right hand? |
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You said whenever you'd marry |
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I would be the man. |
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But you broke your promise |
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Go with whom you please |
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My poor heart is aching |
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You are at your ease. |
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I went to church last Sunday |
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Molly came ridin' by |
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I could tell her mind was changin' |
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By the rovin' of her eye. |
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I go down to the river |
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Though everyone's asleep |
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I think of handsome Molly |
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An' I begin to weep. |
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So I wish I was in London, |
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Or some other seaport town |
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I'd put my foot on a steamboat |
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I'd sail the ocean 'round. |
