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OH, I m not myself at all, | |
Molly dear, Molly dear! | |
I m not myself at all. | |
Nothing caring, nothing knowing, | |
T is after you I m going, | 5 |
Faith, your shadow t is I m growing, | |
Molly dear, Molly dear! | |
And I m not myself at all. | |
Th other day I went confessin, | |
And I asked the fathers blessin, | 10 |
But, says I, dont give me one intirely: | |
For I fretted so last year, | |
But the half of me is here, | |
So give the other half to Molly Brierly. | |
Oh, I m not myself at all! | 15 |
Oh, I m not myself at all, | |
Molly dear, Molly dear! | |
My appetite s so small: | |
I once could pick a goose; | |
But my buttons is no use, | 20 |
Faith, my tightest coat is loose, | |
Molly dear. | |
And I m not myself at all! | |
If thus it is I waste, | |
You d betther, dear, make haste, | 25 |
Before your lover s gone away intirely; | |
If you dont soon change your mind, | |
Not a bit of me you ll find, | |
And what ud you think o that, Molly Brierly? | |
Oh, I m not myself at all! | 30 |
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Oh, my shadow on the wall, | |
Molly dear, Molly dear, | |
Isnt like myself at all, | |
For I ve got so very thin, | |
Myself says t isnt him, | 35 |
But that party girl so slim, | |
Molly dear. | |
And I m not myself at all! | |
If thus I smaller grew, | |
All fretting, dear, for you, | 40 |
T is you should make up the deficiency, | |
So just let Father Taaff | |
Make you my betther half, | |
And you will not the worse for the addition be | |
Oh, I m not myself at all! | 45 |
I ll be not myself at all, | |
Molly dear, Molly dear, | |
Till you my own I call! | |
Since a change oer me there came | |
Sure you might change your name, | 50 |
And t would just come to the same, | |
Molly dear, | |
T would just come to the same: | |
For if you and I were one, | |
All confusion would be gone, | 55 |
And t would simplify the matther intirely; | |
And t would save us so much bother, | |
When we d both be one another | |
So listen now to rayson, Molly Brierly; | |
Oh, I m not myself at all! | 60 |
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