Oh Molly, oh Molly
It's for your sake alone
I leave my poor parents
My house and my home
My love for you
It has caused me to roam
I'm a rabble rouser
And Bama's my home
Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds
I know you of old
You've robbed my poor pockets
Of silver and gold
Oh, whiskey you villain
You've been my downfall
You've kicked me, you've cussed me
And caused me to brawl
My foot's in the stirrup
My bridle's in hand
I'm leaving sweet Molly
The fairest in the land
Her parents don't like me
They say I'm too poor
They say I'm unworthy
To enter her door
They say I drink whiskey
My money's my own
And them that don't like me
Can leave me alone
I'll eat when I'm hungry
I'll drink when I'm dry
And if I get thirsty
I'll lay down and die
Cause it's beefsteak when I'm hungry
Rye whiskey when I'm dry
Greenbacks when I'm hard up
And Hell when I die
Rye whiskey
Rye whiskey
Rye whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die
Oh baby
Oh baby
I've told you before
Do make me a pallet and I'll lie on the floor
I've rambled and trambled
This wide world around
Raising hell with the gang
That is where I am bound
It's with these gunslingers
Dear Molly I'll roam
I'm a rabble rouser
And Bama's my home
If the ocean was whiskey
And I was a duck
I'd dive to the bottom
And drink it all up
But the ocean ain't whiskey
And I ain't no duck
So we'll play Jack of Diamonds
And then we'll get drunk
Oh baby
Oh baby
I've told you before
Do make me a pallet and I'll lie on the floor
Rye whiskey
Rye whiskey
Rye whiskey I cry
If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die