Giles Scroggins courted Molly Brown,
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The fairest wench in all the town,
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He bought a ring with posie true,
“If you loves I as I loves you,
“No knife can cut our love in two.”
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But scissars cut as well as knives,
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And quite unsartin’s all our lives,
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The day they were to have been wed,
Fate’s scissars cut poor Giles’s thread,
So they could not be mar-ri-ed.
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Poor Molly laid her down to weep,
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And cried herself quite fast asleep,
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When, standing all by the bed-post,
A figure tall her sight engrossed,
And it cried, I beez Giles Scroggins’ Ghost!
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The Ghost it said, all solemnly,
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O Molly, you must go with I!
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All to the grave, your love to cool.--
She says, I am not dead, you fool!--
Says the Ghost, says he, Vy that’s no rule.
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The Ghost he seized her, all so grim,
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All for to go along with him;
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“Come, come, said he, ere morning beam.”--
“I vont!” said she, and she screamed a scream--
Then she woke and found she dreamed a dream.
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