Well, I wish I was in London
Or some other seaport town
I'd put my foot on a steamship
I'll think of Handsome Molly
I remember Handsome Molly
when you gave me your right hand
You said if you ever married
You said if you ever married
Her hair was black as a raven,
her eyes were dark as coal
Her cheeks were like the lilies out
Her cheeks were like the lilies out
Well I saw you at church on Sunday,
I could tell your heart was changing
by the roving of your eye
I could tell your heart was changing
by the roving of your eye.
While my poor heart is breaking,
you're lying at your ease
Lying at your ease, lying at your ease
While my poor heart is breaking,
you're ly ing at your ease
I'll go down to the river,
wait till everyone's asleep
I'll think of Hans and Molly,
and hang my head and weep
I'll think of Hans and Molly,
and hang my head and weep
Well, I wish I was in London
Or some other seaport town you