William Thomas Sherman at the keyboard
| MOLLY O’ (I LOVE YOU)
(produced by Sennett, 1921)
JAMES C. EMERY
Molly O, I love you,
‘Tis yourself knows it too,
I’m in love with your sweet Irish style.
I can see shamrocks fair, all a-bloom in your hair,
And there’s heaven itself in your smile.
Oh! It’s plain to be seen,
Of me heart you’re the queen,
Whisper that you’ll be mine, sweet colleen.
Oh! Molly O, I dream of you each hour
And your eyes of blue.
And sure you know that it’s within your power,
To make my dreams come true.
With your winning smile and Irish laughter,
You’re a prize that’s well worth going after.
So come, be game, and let me change your name,
Oh! Molly O.
Molly O, please say “yes,” or I’ll be in distress,
For I’ve already bought you the ring;
And a cottage that’s new, just a love nest for two,
With a pretty canary to sing.
Oh! Me heart’s thumping,
Hoping you won’t say “no,”
If you do, sure I’ll die, dear, of woe.
Copyright MCMXXI by WATERSON, BERLIN & SNYDER CO.