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to the Black Dog Molly Song Sung to Sweet Betsy from Pike We are the Black Dogs the ploughboys of old Our dancing is rough and our attitude bold We whoop and we wail and we dance until dawn So you'd better watch out or we'll plough up your lawn With a big stick, a black face and an attitude bold
Do you remember sweet Molly from Stoke Wears red flannel knickers, we think she's a bloke Has lace on her bonnet and acts like a tart But she sweeps up the snow so the dancing can start With a big brush, a black face and an attitude bold |
