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[1st verse:] Mike O'Toole, on a stool Sat one Sunday morning fair Molly O, pure as snow Happened to be passing there She smiled and said, "I see you're all alone" Listen to some blarney Michael brought from home "Maiden sweet, half my seat You can have, sweet Molly O Faith I'm glad that your dad Wed your mother years ago They never thought their girl and Mike O'Toole Would sit and talk upon the same old stool [Refrain:] Molly O, oh, Molly, I adore you And I've got the spot, a regular house and lot There's a great big future, dear, before you I hate to be talking about myself But when it comes to being father I'm as gentle as could be You don't say no, so now is me time to go Consider yourself engaged to me Good morning, Molly [2nd verse:] SongtexteMolly sighed, then she cried "Don't you think you'd rather stay?" Michael winked, said, "I think This will be a lovely day" They sat for hours on the same old stool Spooning like the teacher never taught at school Michael read from his head Seven chapters of a book Ev'ry line meant a fine Irish kiss that Michael took At three A.M. beneath the smiling moon The milkman heard him sing the same old tune Aus Songtexte Mania