O Mollie, O Mollie, it’s for your sake alone That I’d leave my old parents, my house and my home That I leave my old parents you cause me to roam I’m a rabble soldier and Dixie’s my home 
Jack O’Diamonds, Jack O’Diamonds, I know you of old You’ve robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold Whiskey you villain, you’ve been my downfall You’ve kicked me, you’ve cuffed me, but I love you for all 
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, but 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 when I get thirsty I’ll lay down and cry It’s beefsteak when I’m hungry and whiskey when I’m dry Greenbacks when I’m hard up and heaven when I die 
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry If I don’t get rye whiskey, I surely will die O baby, O baby, I’ve told you before Do make me a pallet, I’ll lay on the floor 
I will build me a castle on yonder mountain high Where my true love can see me when she comes ridin’ by Where my true love can see me and help me to mourn I’m a rabble soldier and Dixie’s my home 
I’ll get up in my saddle, my quirt in my hand And I’ll think of you Mollie when in some distant land I’ll think of you Mollie, you caused me to roam I’m a rabble soldier and Dixie’s my home 
If the ocean was whiskey and I was a duck I would dive to the bottom to get sweet sup But the ocean ain’t whiskey, and I ain’t no duck So I’ll play Jack O’Diamonds and try to change my luck 
O baby, O baby, I’ve told you before Do make me a pallet, I’ll lay on your floor 
I have rambled and gambled all my money away But it’s with the rabble army, O Mollie, I must stay It is with the rabble army, O Mollie, I must roam I’m a rabble soldier and Dixie’s my home 
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Jack O’Diamonds, Jack O’Diamonds, I know you of old
You’ve robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whisky I cry If you don’t give me rye whiskey, I’ll lay down and die 
O Baby, O Baby, I’ve told you before Do make me a shake-down, I’ll lay on the floor 
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