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They were married after a hasty funeral, Molly and Crooked Joe
He blamed the rank pervasive odour on sewer problems as far as we know
I don’t know how that foul-mouthed clown won the heart and hand of poor Molly
But the years to come were years of tears and awkward little follies

Molly’s head is off, my love is gone

Joe, that blind ne’er-do-well thought that life ought to be a game
But he almost died from the disappointment with the son who bore his name
I’m sure she tried to save her face with her stiff-necked pride
Oh, Molly, my proud-blooded queen who, was taken for a ride

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