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[Verse 1]
O MGollie, O Mollie, it's for yoCur sake alGone; That I leCave my old pGarents, my Dhouse and my Ghome; My lGove for you, it has cCaused me to Groam; I'm a raCbble rGouser and DDixie's myG home.
[Verse 2]
Jack o' diaGmonds, Jack o' diamonds; I knCow you of oGld; You rCob my poor poGckets; Of silDver and goGld;
[Verse 3]
O WhiGskey, you Villian; You've beCen my downGfall; You've kiCcked me, you've cGuffed me; And caDuse me to brGawl.
[Verse 4]
My foGot's in a stirrup, my bCridle's in myG hand; I'm leCavin' sweet MoGllie, the faDirest in the Gland. Her paGrents don't like me, theyC say I'm tooG poor; They sCay I'm unGworthy to eDnter her dGoor.
[Verse 5]
They sGay I drink whiskey, my Cmoney's myG own; And tChem that don't lGike me can lDeave me Galone. I'll eGat when I'm hungry, I'll Cdrink when I'mG dry; And wChen I get thGirsty, I'll Dlay down and Gcry.
[Verse 6]
It's beeGfsteak when I'm hungry, and Cwhiskey when I'mG dry; Green baCcks when I'm Ghard up; And hDell when I Gdie.
[Verse 7]
Rye whGiskey, rye whiskey; Rye whiCskey I cGry; If I dCon't get rye whGiskey; I suDrely will dGie.
[Verse 8]
O bCaby, O bGaby, I've Dtold you bGefore; Do maCke me a Gpallet, I'll lDie on the Gfloor. I've rGambled and trambled this Cwide world Ground; Raisin' hCell with the gGang, that's wDhere I am Gbound;
[Verse 9]
It's wiGth these gunslingers, dear CMollie, I'll Groam; I'm a raCbble rGouser and DDixie's my Ghome. If the oGcean were whiskey, and CI were a dGuck (quack quack); I'd diCve to the boGttom and Dget one sweet sGup; But the ocGean ain't whiskey, and CI ain't no Gduck; So I'll pClay Jack o' diaGmonds and Dthen we'll get dGrunk. O bCaby, O bGaby, I've Dtold you beGfore; Do maCke me a paGllet, I'll Dlie on the fGloor.