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 Molly my charmer,

Your cruel father

Was the informer did me betray,

And caus'd our parting.

But now most certain,

I've made a fortune by going to sea.

And now no longer

I dread his anger,

His spite nor power I do not fear,

Let sorrows vanish

Your cares I'll banish,

And heal your anguish sweet Molly dear.

I hear long time

You've been confin'd,

By your Father's cruelty,

On bread and water,

He kept his daughter,

O hard unequall'd barbarity!

Was I but nigh yon,

I'd made a trial.

And venture my life for to set you clear,

My dearest female,

I would release you,

Of grief I'd caseease [sic] you, sweet Molly dear.

With me your parents

Were at variance,

Which was because they had gold in store,