Run, Mollie, Run Songtext
von Henry Thomas

Run Mollie run (3)
Let us have some fun

Liza was a gambler, learned me how to steal
Learned me how to deal those cards, to hold that jack a trey

Run Mollie run (3)
Let us have some fun

Music in the kitchen, music in the hall
If you can't come Saturday night, you need not come at all

Run Mollie run (3)
Let us have some fun

Whoa Liza, poor girl
Whoa Liza Jane
Whoa Liza, poor girl
Died on the train

Miss Liza was a gambler, she learned me how to steal
She learned me how to deal those cards, to hold that jack a trey

Run Mollie run (3)
Let us have some fun


I went down to Huntsville, I did not go to stay
Just got there in the good old time to wear them ball and chain

Run Mollie run (3)
Let us have some fun

Cherry, cherry, cherry like a rose
How I love that pretty yellow gal
God almighty knows

Run Mollie run (3)
Let us have some fun

Poor Liza
Poor Liza Jane
Poor Liza, poor girl
Died on the train

I went down to Huntsville, did not go to stay
Just got there to do old time, to wear them ball and chain

Run Mollie run (3)
Let us have some fun

Miss Liza was a gambler, she learned me how to steal
She learned me how to deal those cards, a-hold that jack a trey

Run Mollie run (3)
Let us have some fun


She went down to [bottom of the street], did not go to stay
She just got there to do old time, to wear that rollin' ball

Run Mollie run (3)
Let us have some fun